SURFING MAGAZINES by THE GO-BETWEENS. Story by Mark ‘Swish’ Schwerdt
Surely Robert Forster wasn’t a surfer, you initially think. He’s having a lend of us. But he isn’t. Or is he?
WEIR by KILLING HEIDI. Poem by Michael Leach.
We are two writers and performers of verse born in regional Victoria back in ’83, two people who are now pushing 40, who are now moving even further from youth radio station Triple J’s target demographic.
TEARING THE POSTERS DOWN by DICK DIVER. Story by Vin M
The bedroom wall had hundreds of small articles about music, cut out from newspapers. Album reviews. Profiles. Gig reviews.
I LOVED BEING MY MOTHER’S SON by PURPLE MOUNTAINS. Story by Vin M
One song title stands out. One title has me impatient for the CD to get to Track 7.
EVERYBODY HURTS by R.E.M. Story by Matt Quartermaine
Shirl did sort me out and I swapped my licence plates with a screwdriver I remembered to bring, because I was an organised adult now.
HOUSE DEPOSIT by HOUSE DEPOSIT Story by David Oke
It’s a close-knit community and there’s lots of crossover in band members from one group to another. The kids are always welcoming and delighted to see me.
DANCE MONKEY by TONES AND I. Story by Vin Maskell.
Here he is on the telly. Careering about in a golf buggy. Dancing. Having a ball. I find the song on the interweb and YouTube tells me it’s had 593,254,616 views. So far. Incomprehensible.
BOATS & BIRDS by GREGORY AND THE HAWK Story by Lauryn Goates
The next thing I knew I was on the ground. A paramedic was talking to me. I didn’t know what they were saying.
YOU by PRINCESS ONE POINT FIVE Story by Stephen Andrew
It was a big deal in my heart when my brother responded enthusiastically to my studiously low key suggestion that he and I form a scratch band to play at the St Andrews Festival in 2007.
GAMBLE EVERYTHING FOR LOVE by BEN LEE. Story by Torre DeRoche
This love felt frightening. This love felt dangerous, even. And gambling everything for it – including my own life – felt reckless. But still.