STONES by SPRINGSTEEN. Story by Rick Kane
This is Dylan and Hank at their finest; Old Testament moral code made poetic by the phrase, stones in my mouth.
BAD REPUTATION by JOAN JETT and the BLACKHEARTS. Story by Rick Kane
It was as if I had heard Bad Reputation for the first time. As it directly related to my sister. As it stands as a song. And it is, my friends, a ripper.
CENTRE STAGE Rick Kane
Rick Kane loves music. That’s what shines through his stories. He cherishes music, he savours music, he lives for music.
I DON’T BELIEVE YOU’VE MET MY BABY by DOLLY PARTON Story by Rick Kane
I was led into the song by Dolly's beautiful, beguiling, tender, fragile, wistful and melodious voice.
HOWZAT by SHERBET Story by Rick Kane
So there I was, at the WACA indoor nets with 100 flushed and excited teenage girls, ready to bowl to Daryl Braithwaite.
GRACE by JIM McCANN Story by Rick Kane
Then, in a most respectful and mournful voice they started singing. It was a song based on a true event from the Easter Uprising of 1916 which marries the personal to the political, the blood of resistance to the marrow of love.
Catch My Disease by Ben Lee. Story by Rick Kane.
Rick Kane Perth, April 2006 Someone asked, “Where’s the music?” This would be the cathartic moment. This would be where the pain flowed out as the love poured in.
WATERLOO SUNSET by THE KINKS Story by Rick Kane
Rick Kane Northcote, Australia July 2015 London July 2010 Vicki and I scan the north side of the river, trying to imagine what window of what flat Ray Davies peered out to look at people swarming like flies down below. Is he looking at us now?
The Sing by Bill Callahan
Rick Kane Preston West, Victoria November 2013 I sat up in bed, scared by what I’d heard. I’m never quite prepared for a song that, by revealing the protagonist’s innermost demons, reveals my own.
Here Comes That Rainbow Again by Johnny Cash
Rick Kane Ironing before work, Preston. January 2013 In the quiet of an early summer morning, ironing one pant leg after another I listened while Johnny once again led me into the beauty within a seemingly ordinary moment yet nonetheless, a crossroads moment.