One Perfect Day by The Little Heroes (A songwriter’s Stereo Story)
Roger Wells, songwriter Pigdon St, Carlton, April 1979 I woke my girlfriend Carol and played the song to her. "It's a hit," she said and went back to sleep.
Pinball Number Count on Sesame Street. Story by Emma Westwood
Emma Westwood Geelong, 1977 Melbourne, 2014 This kind of almost avant-garde compositional material – that would give the Herbie Hancocks and Frank Zappas of this world a run for their money – was actually created to appeal to children. Call me gob-smacked.
HOLD ON by MODELS Story by Fiona Price
Fiona Price Family room, New Year's Day, January 1987 As midnight struck, I stepped onto the patio and breathed in 1987. The tiles were still warm beneath my fourteen-year-old feet, but the New Year's air had the simmering cool of night after a hot summer's day.
With A Little Help From My Friends by Joe Cocker
Billy Miller Recording studio, 1977 The last song I sing at nearly every gig is Joe’s version of Help From My Friends. It nearly kills me, because I, and most of my peers, don’t achieve that beautiful raspy tone of Joe’s easily.
Loser by Beck
Debbie Lee Warrnambool, Victoria, January 1994 "It's okay, love, no-one thought you would get a first-round uni offer". The weird thing is, you know Dad means well.
GUINNEVERE by CROSBY AND NASH. Story by James Hands
James Hands Bungalow, Melbourne, 1982 I'd just been introduced by a Uni friend to Madeleine - long blond hair, sweet 16, pure hippy chic wafting Ishka fragrance - and it's total infatuation at first sight.
Stereo Stories Live 2014: Bowls Club gig a big success
Stereo Stories' big day out at the Newport Bowls Club on Sunday 19 October was a big success. Eighty fans thoroughly enjoyed the eleven Stereo Stories, plus bonus tracks.
Shadowplay by Joy Division
Dips O’Donnell Teenage bedroom, Montmorency, early 1980s. The song powered on. It touched everything in the room. Even Clint shifted his stance.
Walking In The Rain by Grace Jones
Dmetri Kakmi Northcote, Australia, 1981. I remember dancing, or more accurately posing, to Walking In The Rain in my shiny Armani suit, black gloves and sunglasses.
Shelter From The Storm by Bob Dylan. Story by Casselise Rowe.
Casselise Rowe The family room, Boronia, a Sunday afternoon 2000 What would happen when everyone realised what a fraud I was?