RUMOUR HAS IT by ADELE Story by Vin Maskell
Dad’s always said that he doesn’t dance. I believed him.
BEST SONG EVER by ONE DIRECTION Story by Martina Medica
Sometimes salvation can be found in the unlikeliest of songs. I find the one I want in the playlist, the one you call your dancing song, and turn it up loud.
HARVEST LOVE by TASH SULTANA Gig review by Sean Mortell
After calling out to the members of the audience who had ever experienced mental turmoil, or just emotional struggles as a whole, the rollicking beauty of steady electric guitar along with the angelic high pitched crooning of Sultana, the flash light on thousands of phones swayed in time to a truly memorable cacophony of sound.
A MOMENT’S GRACE by BOY & BEAR Story by Jesse Maskell
…the crash site, barrel-rolled down the hill at 100 Ks an hour, a miracle we both walked away over a year ago now, sorry for the van, I hate Grafton now…
CARESS YOUR SOUL by STICKY FINGERS Story by Sean Mortell
If this music was represented in colour, the canopies of the African jungle would be peeled back, revealing the beauty of the sweaty noise.
THE COMEDOWN by OCEAN ALLEY Story by Sean Mortell
This is pure Zen, a meditative state that is what the sunny season is all about, and what fuels people through hardships and difficulties. This is the art of healing and revelling.
Cruel World by Lana Del Rey. Story by Jesse Maskell
Jesse Maskell Montana, June 2015A race across the country skipping everything I want to see, farmland from a car window always hungry to go into them, down those roads, further in, fleetingly small towns not even, I'm strapped in with Chris a rideshare stranger on this wild ride...
Catch My Disease by Ben Lee. Story by Rick Kane.
Rick Kane Perth, April 2006Someone asked, “Where’s the music?” This would be the cathartic moment. This would be where the pain flowed out as the love poured in.
Brimful of Asha by Cornershop (Norman Cook remix). Story by Stephen Andrew.
Stephen Andrew The road from Hurstbridge to St Andrews, summer, 2000I pulled off the road and spun the wheel of my iPod. I dialled up Cornershop singing Brimful of Asha. Tenzin listened intently and then said, “Play that again, Dad.”
Castle In The Sky by DJ Satomi. Story by Aline-Mwezi Niyonsenga
Aline-Mwezi Niyonsenga My air-conditioned bedroom, South Florida, 2008Headphones wrapped me inside a beating universe racing towards infinity, keeping me awake on nights when I did, or didn’t complete, my homework.