OUT OF THE BLUE by MACKENZIE THEORY Story by Geoff H.
Life on the river, people rarely understood me. Transistor radio, Rod and Imagine. In just a few short years I could be doing something I don’t believe in.
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE AIR by PAUL KELLY. Story by Julie Perrin.
The songs met us in hope and in despair in 'the middle of the air'. There was a space of yearning there. That space is where the artists, songwriters and psalmists send us. That is the place we can be met.
Summer stories
Dive into our collection of summer stories. The local pool, the beach, the river, romance, summer jobs...Powderfinger, Skyhooks, Kate Bush, Joy Division...
DANCE MONKEY by TONES AND I. Story by Vin Maskell.
Here he is on the telly. Careering about in a golf buggy. Dancing. Having a ball. I find the song on the interweb and YouTube tells me it’s had 593,254,616 views. So far. Incomprehensible.
LACRIMOSA from the REQUIEM MASS in D MINOR (K. 626) by WOLFGANG AMADEUS MOZART. Text by Kevin Densley
I have a vivid memory from that time of watching this wonderful film near the end of its run in Mid-City’s main cinema, which seated close to a thousand people, with only a couple of others in attendance.
WEREWOLVES OF LONDON by WARREN ZEVON. Story by Vin Maskell.
I’m hoping there are no latecomers, no stragglers, because I want to hear as much of this song as I can. The chorus, though, catches me off-guard.
CENTRE STAGE Chris Phillips
Chris Phillips had a secret motive when she wrote her Stereo Story based on Van Morrison’s Into The Mystic.
SYMPATHY FOR THE DEVIL by THE ROLLING STONES Story by Sophia Irvine
While I can't remember being read The Very Hungry Caterpillar when I was a child, I do remember Sympathy For The Devil blaring in the car while I was still in a booster seat.
NIGHT MOVES by BOB SEGER Story by Stephen Andrew
My mate Tommy had a licence and a car; the only one in our gang with a birthdate old enough to drive.
1979 by THE SMASHING PUMPKINS Story by Jay Daniel Thompson
At 15, I could throw off the school uniform and fire up the mixtape and be transported to somewhere un-suburban and fun. Until, of course, it was time for dinner. Or Home and Away was about to begin.