Mull of Kintyre by Wings. Story by Jeff Dowsing
Jeff Dowsing Inverloch, Victoria 1978 An abiding childhood memory is of sitting at the kitchen bench in a holiday house at Inverloch, munching Coco Pops as Mull of Kintyre played on the radio.
Summer Rain by Johnny Rivers Story by Colin Ritchie
Lorne Foreshore outside The Wild Colonial, summer 1968/69 Irrewarra, summer 2015 Lying close together I’d held her hand under a towel so nobody would notice, and, incredibly I’d even stolen a kiss from her.
One Perfect Day by The Little Heroes (A songwriter’s Stereo Story)
Roger Wells, songwriter Pigdon St, Carlton, April 1979 I woke my girlfriend Carol and played the song to her. "It's a hit," she said and went back to sleep.
One Perfect Day by The Little Heroes (A fan’s Stereo Story)
Vin Maskell St Andrews market, Victoria, May 2012 The bloke with about 30 milk crates of second-hand records was in no hurry. “Five dollars each,” he said. “Or, at this time of day, three for ten.”
Pinball Number Count on Sesame Street. Story by Emma Westwood
Emma Westwood Geelong, 1977 Melbourne, 2014 This kind of almost avant-garde compositional material – that would give the Herbie Hancocks and Frank Zappas of this world a run for their money – was actually created to appeal to children. Call me gob-smacked.
HOLD ON by MODELS Story by Fiona Price
Fiona Price Family room, New Year's Day, January 1987 As midnight struck, I stepped onto the patio and breathed in 1987. The tiles were still warm beneath my fourteen-year-old feet, but the New Year's air had the simmering cool of night after a hot summer's day.
If I Could Turn Back Time by Cher
Steph Payne Somers Camp, Mornington Peninsula, Victoria. January, 1990 Bev was leading by example. She was way outside the suburban comfort zone of her daily life and that was the whole point.
Roy Rogers by Elton John. Story by Colin Ritchie
Colin Ritchie London, and motorway to Scotland 1974 Elton looked across, smiled and waved and then he was gone. It was all over within a minute or so. The Mini was no match for the Roller.
With A Bullet by Harry Nilsson
Hugh Jones Bonaventure Hotel Loa Angeles, July 1982 “G’day Harry,” I began, “I’m from Tasmania …”
No Longer There by The Cat Empire (A Black Saturday story)
Sam Lawry Kinglake, winter, 2008 And then we were in Kinglake. It was beautiful. The roads followed the hills, through the trees. It was such an achingly typical Australian bush landscape.