O LOVELY PEACE by GEORGE FRIEDRICH HANDEL. Story by Felicity Sandral
As a teenager, I harboured completely delusional fantasies about becoming a classical musician. I mean. Completely. Delusional
GLYCERINE QUEEN by SUZI QUATRO. Story by Virginia Muzik
I can’t stop gazing at the album cover. There’s Suzi in black and white, in the middle: tight jeans and leather jacket, hands on her hips, body facing sideways but her face turned front, eyes staring straight at the camera.
ROSES by THE CHAINSMOKERS ft. ROZES. Story by Alisa Ungar-Sargon
The Chainsmokers weren’t a national punchline yet. They’d made a name for themselves with their novelty song Selfie before everyone realised that they were actually very, very serious about their music.
LOVE & AFFECTION by JOAN ARMATRADING. Story by Victoria Wells.
He tried his best to explain the finer parts of Spanish grammar, all of which I have forgotten. Such an unrewarding task. Even at 15 I could recognise this. But unlike other teachers he never raised his voice, or said threatening things, and he never gave any detentions. I could imagine him going home to his drab brown life, eating drab brown food and having to mark our very drab homework.
I’M YOURS by JASON MRAZ Story by Gemma Keating
There were a couple of abandoned old sheds, and a few trees. A cow pen. The place was littered with old glass bottles, tin cans, parts of things. All of it became mine. My teenage refuge.
WORDS ARE NOT ENOUGH by JON ENGLISH Story by Kevin Densley
Deirdre quoted from a hit song of the period in a letter the four girls wrote to me, passed on by Joan on one of those afternoons walking home from school.
GREEN RIVER by CREEDENCE CLEARWATER REVIVAL Story by Damian Balassone
My sole ambition in life is to find out what has happened to John Fogerty.
BRIGHT EYES by ART GARFUNKEL. Memoir by Melanie Cheng
As fitting as it was to imagine Mrs Hart perched atop a fleecy cloud, my sympathies were firmly with her howling, motherless child.
FOOL FOR YOU ANYWAY by FOREIGNER Story by Kevin Densley
Tina told me one of her favourite songs was a ballad from the album, Fool For You Anyway; for a while, I listened to that song repeatedly and thought of her.
CAN THE CAN by SUZI QUATRO Story by Stephen Andrew
Listen to Stephen Andrew as he recalls errant high-school days and a taciturn teacher.