Stereo Stories kept the audience smiling, and often quietly laughing, during its 45 minute bracket at the Newport Folk Festival on Sunday 5 July.After opening with the dark tension of State Trooper we lightened up with Before Too Long, Smokie Dawson's tale of teenage love and a deal-breaking Paul Kelly song.
Stereo Stories has dipped its toes into the world of Soundcloud, with selected recordings from recent gigs now available for your listening pleasure!
The Stereo Stories Band of writers and musicians during the finale at Williamstown Town Hall. (Absent: writer Nick Gadd, musician Reuben Maskell.) Many thanks to the 2015 Williamstown Literary Festival for the opportunity to present Stereo Stories in concert in the grand Williamstown Town Hall on Saturday evening 13 June. The show featured [...]
Jack Gramski Western suburbs, Melbourne, circa 2005Everyone I'd grown up with was changing: getting jobs, having kids, moving away, finding new friends etc.
To slightly reword Michael Nesmith, we were standing in the lovely light of the silver moon, looking over maps of memories for the road.We were part of Fire Stories, which was part of the 2015 Newstead Short Story Tattoo.
Clare Boyd-Macrae Brunswick, Melbourne, April 2015Bach, more than any other composer I know, makes me feel that everything will come out right in the end. Other composers were tormented souls; Bach seems to be a benign and contented family man with his 20 children, his round face and avuncular wig.
More than 60 people filled The Gallery at the Williamstown Library on Sunday afternoon April 19 for the latest compelling performance of Stereo Stories. The ensemble of 13 writers and musicians entertained the audience with nine Stereo Stories, including several debuts.
Sherryl Clark South Africa, 1977We were ushered into the station commander’s office. What was this about? Had we broken some kind of law? Were we in trouble for the nude beach visit?
Brutas Mudcake Hume Highway, Victoria, Easter 1989Is there a better place to listen to old music than outside in the dark with a fire going, beer in hand, a cassette tape blaring out of a car stereo?
Emilia Muller Tulcea, Romania. 1995I would not stop singing until my sister would come, probably sent by my mother, to calm me down, whispering affectionate menaces.