How many desires and dreams were simmering along the canal, under the stars in the city of Vivaldi, gondolas and masquerade balls?
Even now, years since I last played it, the lyrics need no googling. They're burnt into my memory.
Can you inherit the love for songs or artists genetically?
In our house we had our own personal pop music guru – our mum.
My son’s favourite Elsa costume is that sick as Eurovision-chic sparkling blue and white dress with the long snowflaked veil.
You ask me to drive you to Bendigo, one last time.
Chiara’s love for Taylor, and my love for Chiara, won out. Taylor was begrudgingly allowed into our home and my life.
As a kid I didn’t know that some songs hold the things adults never say out loud.
Feed your head, Grace sings. Feed your head. So you do.
Daughter and mother; Natasha and Angela Savage. Mother’s Day may be an artificial construct but stories about mothers, and about being a mother are as genuine as the blood running through our veins. Here are 14 such stories that interwine parenting, love and music. Martina Medica celebrates her toddlers’ love of music, [...]