She was part of my every day – moving through the house like another sibling, her radiance constant, as if belonging to the light itself.
You ask me to drive you to Bendigo, one last time.
As a kid I didn’t know that some songs hold the things adults never say out loud.
It was only when I listened back to my song that I realised what it was about.
Suddenly you're in deep water or being pressured out to some cove by a rogue current.
Mum was a practical woman. She expressed her love through deeds. Tender words and demonstrative affection weren’t her strong suit. Particularly at home.
Stereo Stories sends it condolences to friend and colleague Smokie Dawson on the death of his father Eddy this week
I want you to know that meeting you on 26 March 2006 was one of the highlights of my teenage years.
The late flight, the two-hour wait in customs, and 1am arrival still clung to us, but something else clung as well.
Gary wore his hair long and lank, as was customary for young men at the time. He rode a motorbike and played guitar.