I hung out at punk squats with pet rats and drum kits. The black lipstick wasn’t a success, but then, is it ever?
Stereo Stories writer Lucia Nardo and founding editor Vin Maskell will be hosting a Stereo Stories writing workshop on Saturday morning 6 July at Williamstown Library.
Take a peek inside the Stereo Stories photo albums, including our recent photo shoot.
Like footy fans at finals time, we queued at the local Bass outlet for tickets. Revelling in the early morning banter with the diehards, who were lucky enough to have witnessed the band at full tilt in the ‘early days’ of the late 1970’s. Other standout gigs were re-lived: Astor Theatre ’82, Kooyong ’85, Venue ’86 and Festival Hall ’87.
We’re on a bare mattress on the floor. The living room is strewn with sleeping bodies, toppled bottles, and sauce-smeared paper plates. I can’t look at him. I can hardly move or breathe. I’m still, concentrating on the TV.
It's high time The Stereo Stories Band had its own permanent page on our website. After all, with no band, there would be no concerts.
Here at Stereo Stories we celebrate Fathers' Day not with gifts of angle grinders and barbecues and golf balls but with stories, a dozen in all.
By the time of the opening strains of Shipping Up To Boston (best known in these parts as the soundtrack to an Australian Rules football advertisement), the crowd is in raptures. It is the cue for my son John to enter the mosh-pit, and at his urging, I bravely follow.
Yes, folks, Stereo Stories now has its own postcard, courtesy of graphic designer Chris Rees.
The Sun God is a mystery to me. I have never heard it and I have not been able to find any recording of it anywhere.