When You Walk In The Room by Hunter. Stereo Story by Hugh Jones
Hugh Jones Launceston 1982, Three a.m Sub-editors worked as a team and like other nocturnal wildlife we clung together for protection.
Hugh Jones Launceston 1982, Three a.m Sub-editors worked as a team and like other nocturnal wildlife we clung together for protection.
Mark ‘Swish’ Schwerdt Elizabeth High School 1975 Dave, Neil, Hammo and Bucko crowded around, ears straining to work out why I was hopping about to to the best 2 minutes and 57 seconds of my life so far.
Vin Maskell Pedestrian traffic lights, Williamstown, Melbourne. 8.30 each morning I see Regina Spektor every morning. On the bus.
Cassandra Atkinson Melbourne, October 2012. The morning after a wedding themed house party. Then the lights go up, and you stand like a rabbit in headlights, momentarily lost. The sweat on your skin cools.
Fiona Price Traffic lights, Glen Waverley, 1984 No-one does scorn like a teenage girl. At fourteen, Swagata deployed hers regularly, with rolling eyes and tossing black plait.
Rick Kane Sunday in front of the telly, Cloverdale, Western Australia, late 1982 I could barely comprehend how two people could experience the same moment so radically differently.
Mickey Randall Sydney Airport, January 5, 2006 I fiddle with my Walkman radio, singularly ravenous for Australian sounds.
Lisa Jewell St Kilda foreshore 1994; Memphis 2012 I made the vow sound like a secret weapon. They didn’t ask what the vow was.
Holly Ringland Runaway Bay, Australia 1994; Surfers Paradise, Australia 1999; Vancouver Island 2003; Central Desert of Australia 2007 I always think I’m imagining it, but the beam of his torch is steady and true as it bounces over the shrubs, making phosphorescence of the spinifex.
Phil Dimitriadis Northern suburbs, Melbourne, July 1985 My first real kiss was a cheap tequila breath away.