Dad’s always said that he doesn’t dance. I believed him.
With every parting handshake Brendon would tilt his head slightly, lift an eyebrow and advise me to "stick to the shadows".
Australian summers can get pretty hot, especially in January. Imagine, then, landing in this strange land from the winter of the northern hemisphere. Zoe Krupka was only 15 years old and trying to make sense of a new life.
On the black and white TV one show in particular held my attention. It was about a large family. I was eight years old and, became, yes, a bit obsessed with the show’s star.
So there I was, at the WACA indoor nets with 100 flushed and excited teenage girls, ready to bowl to Daryl Braithwaite.
Sometimes salvation can be found in the unlikeliest of songs. I find the one I want in the playlist, the one you call your dancing song, and turn it up loud.
Kate Bush's Wuthering Heights was released in Melbourne 40 years ago: 5 January, 1978. In this Rewind Stereo Story, Aimee Knight recalls the place the song had in more recent times in a less-than-harmonious share-house in Adelaide. We squander nine months here in the squalor of beer, bands, boys, and one night, post-party, Bush. Kate [...]
The next few minutes were life-changing. Well not really, but they did change the direction of my musical life. My friend's cassette got thrashed that weekend and I knew the lyrics to most of the songs by the next day.
Fiona Price remembers New Year's Eve 1986 very well, thanks to one song. 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. Lungs still full, I stepped [...]
There are guidelines to making a mix tape when you're in love: no heavy metal, no techno, no hip hop, no breakup elegies, no schmaltzy love songs and definitely no Phil Collins or Rick Astley.