ONE WORD by BABY ANIMALS. Poem by Michael Leach.
Michael Leach recalls a Superjesus/Baby Animals gig.
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DESCENT INTO THE MAELSTROM by RADIO BIRDMAN. Story and video by Troy Walsh.
It was a time of riding on a barrel of a song and being saved by a fisherman called Friedrich Nietzsche and his novel Thus Spoke Zarathustra.
ROCK’N’ROLL SINGER by AC/DC. Story by Robert Lastdrager.
In a world of neon signs and endless advertising angles this was the most uplifting piece of graffiti I've read in a long time.
SATURDAY NIGHT by COLD CHISEL. Poem by Mary Pomfret.
Saturday night hot and dark/lonely widow sits outside/on front verandah no lights on
ANTHEM FOR THE YEAR 2000 by SILVERCHAIR. Poem by Michael Leach.
At the youthful age of 39 poet Michael Leach find teenage memories in a Newcastle museum.
PERSONALITY CRISIS by NEW YORK DOLLS. Story by Robert Lastdrager.
It was one of the few gigs I have ever played where all the bands on the bill supported each other with real verve during each of the performances.
UP THERE CAZALY by MIKE BRADY. Story by Hannah Davies.
Mike Brady's guitar strums ripple through the MCG and reverberate through the living room.
FLAME TREES by LOREN RYAN. Poem by Michael Leach.
Dja Dja Wurrung Country, Monday 18 September 2023 A new week has dawned outside this all-but-empty house in the country that I’ve come to call home. As Monday morn becomes more of a memory, I stay seated at my desk with a sick cavoodle on my lap and a view of [...]
OTHER PEOPLE’S HOUSES by PAUL KELLY and THE MESSENGERS. Story by Vin M.
We have been looking at other people’s houses. Not like the characters – a cleaner and her child – in Paul Kelly’s 1992 song. No, not like that at all.
Farewell, Ron S Peno
Ron S Peno, the compelling self-taught singer of Died Pretty, died on Friday night, 11 August, at his home in South Yarra, Melbourne.