PURPLE SNEAKERS by YOU AM I Story by Martina Medica
I wasn’t a fan of his music, but I went along to impress the new fella in my life.
GOOD TIME CHARLIE by THE MIGHTY REAPERS OF VENGEANCE Story by Luke R Davies
The Mighty Reapers did a wonderful version with Continental Robert Susz on vocals and harp. It was very cool.
COME WITH ME by BRIAN CADD Story by Mark Smith
Phillip Island, 1975 We’ve got history, cars and I, beginning with a gun-metal grey EH panel van, affectionately known as The Turd. My brother decided it was time to “move it on” after he’d left the road and taken out 50 foot of farm fencing, before rediscovering the bitumen and heading right on home. The [...]
CENTRE STAGE – Darren ‘Smokie’ Dawson
Darren 'Smokie' Dawson loves his footy, his cricket, his hats and his music. He came into Stereo Stories' orbit via The Footy Almanac.
THE REAL THING by RUSSELL MORRIS Story by David Oke
The images were blurry but I witnessed a momentous event in human history and I’ll never forget it.
THESE DAYS by POWDERFINGER Story by Michael Leach
For a minute in history, it is 8:11 AM Australian Eastern Standard Time on Monday 12 May 2019. The moment stretches out to the sound of coffee sips...
RATTLIN’ BONES by KASEY CHAMBERS & SHANE NICHOLSON Story by Stephen Andrew
The lyrics of Rattlin’ Bones were apocalyptic and disorienting but somehow strangely comforting after our deeply personal experiences of the Black Saturday fires.
YOU WILL SURELY LOVE AGAIN by CHRIS WILSON Tribute by John Butler
We mourn the dead, but if they touched us in some way they never really die.
THE BOYS LIGHT UP by AUSTRALIAN CRAWL. Narration by Darren ‘Smokie’ Dawson
James Reyne was unable to mask his concern, yelling into the microphone: “We are not coming back on until you have all stopped fighting!” And with that, the band hurriedly disappeared from the stage.
TUCKER’S DAUGHTER by IAN MOSS Story by Jo Hocking
The opening bars of Tucker’s Daughter will forever be associated with the interminable wait during school dancing lessons of holding the clammy hands of a socially inept male counterpart.