This isn’t a song for Grafton, or Australia, it’s a song for the human condition. The sublime execution is what sets it apart.
There are guidelines to making a mix tape when you're in love: no heavy metal, no techno, no hip hop, no breakup elegies, no schmaltzy love songs and definitely no Phil Collins or Rick Astley.
As a Bowie aficionado Jack couldn’t hold a candle to Dennis, but this track burns deep at the best of times, and obliterates him in the worst. Such as now.
Jeff Dowsing Inverloch, Victoria 1978 An abiding childhood memory is of sitting at the kitchen bench in a holiday house at Inverloch, munching Coco Pops as Mull of Kintyre played on the radio.
Jeff Dowsing Melbourne, August 2013 – June 2014 At a team meeting I dared to question the new strategic plan, in particular its laughable vision statement. I circled my wagons and management circled theirs.
Jeff Dowsing Fairfield and other Melbourne locations, 1998 The meaning of the song was lost on me until that moment, when it belted me in the face before the chorus punched me in the guts.