And though not the worst/ part of our on-again off-again ways,/ the latest loss of you stings me anew
Reading Almost a Mirror is like listening with anticipation to a new mix tape painstakingly compiled by a friend.
headlights splay across a country roadway/ single lane both ways in groovy groovin’ grooves/ to the smooth, smooth sound of billie holiday
Over the years, while my mother’s faith in Christianity declined, her belief in country music only increased.
For a long time, I wanted to buy a particular set of classic jazz recordings, Louis Armstrong’s Hot Fives and Sevens, which he recorded with various ensembles from 1925-1929.
and the singer goes yeah babe yeah yeah yeah/ then electric guitar wangs wah wah funk
When the plodding piano intro of Don’t Look Back In Anger came through the speakers Oasis’ extraordinary had transformed our ordinary and the truck no longer drove but soared on the melody.
Our mutual love of The Weeknd brought me just a little bit closer to my daughter. So, thanks, Abel Tesfaye. I’m pretty sure I am The Weeknd’s oldest fan. I wear the title proudly.
During our correspondence in 1988, the Church’s Starfish LP came out. We both fell in love with it immediately, especially the song, Under The Milky Way.
The Centre Stage collection here at Stereo Stories is a series of short profiles of the writers and musicians who have been central to the creation and development of, firstly, this website and then of our concerts.