TOO SHY by KAJAGOOGOO Tribute to Bob Hawke by Stephen Andrew
Stephen Andrew recalls the night of Bob Hawke's 1983 election triumph, via - of all things - a song called Too Shy by a band called - of of all things - Kajagoogoo.
NO REGRETS by THE WALKER BROTHERS Story by Stephen Andrew
The song still belts my heart like defibrillator paddles.
Love, laughter, song: tix on sale for June 15 concert at Willy Lit Fest
Tickets for our concert on Saturday 15 June at the 2019 Williamstown Literary Festival are now on sale.
SWEET CAROLINE by ME FIRST & THE GIMME GIMMES Story by N.T. McQueen
After that moment where life seemed beautiful, my father had a visit from the sherriff’s department and ended up serving a year in county for elder abuse (though forgery and theft charges were dropped in the plea deal).
MY WAY by FRANK SINATRA Story by Luke Davies
Luke Davies pays tribute to his father, via Frank Sinatra's version of My Way.
CLAUDE RAINS by THE FRONT LAWN Story by Vin Maskell
It was the lyric and the lilt that hooked me in. The metaphor about the airstrip, the plane and hope. And I’d never heard a song that referred to Casablanca, the movie.
ROMANTIC GUY by KEVIN DENSLEY Story by Kevin Densley
Mainly I wrote songs for their own sake - most were never performed in front of an audience.
I BLINKED ONCE by STEVE FORBERT Story by Vin Maskell
Tt was an enjoyment I kept to myself because sometimes that’s just the way it is. I did wonder if I was the only person in Melbourne, in Australia, listening to Steve Forbert. A one-man fan club. A secret society. A lone, solo follower.
Tchaikovsky: Serenade for Strings in C, Op. 48 – III. Elégie: Larghetto elegiaco. Poem by Stephen Andrew
Staring at nothing/But sleep’s petulant absence./Most nights were like this/Toward the end.
JE N’EN CONNAIS PAS LE FIN by Jeff Buckley Story by Martina Medica
I never learn her name and I never speak to her. I don’t change my tutorial time so that I can be in a tute with her, the way I had done in my American History unit the previous semester with a boy who’d caught my eye in much the same way.