IT’S A LONG WAY TO THE TOP by AC/DC. Story by Paul Dufficy.
Baldy wished Steve a happy birthday and opened the door of Steve's birthday present, the Chrysler Valiant Baldy had just stolen.
SECURITY by THE SAINTS. Story by Robert Lastdrager.
I realised the lounge room had become quiet, like a courtroom waiting for a verdict. As the questions continued the crowd in the room began to swell.
WHEN SHE DANCES by MAX GIESINGER. Story by Katja Brvar.
When she dances, she becomes someone else, someone who is completely lost in memories, putting on her headphones and shutting out the world with music.
IN YOUR HOUSE by THE CURE. Story by Maria Majsa
November came and went and winter gaped ahead of me. The hostel was somewhere to sleep and a place to leave my things, but there was no comfort there.
SO WHAT by THE CURE. Story by Maria Majsa
Hearing the music in its original context, I could appreciate it anew and it made me think about how mutable songs were. How a stormy day might crank up the angst in a track, the way putting on a particular jumper could change the colour of your eyes.
A WHITER SHADE OF PALE by PROCUL HARUM. Story by Luke Davies
I was like another brother to Jessica. She fancied my band mates more than me, so that was bit of a drag. We did share a love for one particular song, though.
Tonight I’ll Be Staying Here With You by Bob Dylan. Story by Stephen Andrew
Phil was divesting himself of all material possessions, man. Fortunately, I was on hand to help him cleanse himself of the most evil of these things, his LP records.
WUTHERING HEIGHTS by KATE BUSH Story by Aimee Knight
Aimee Knight Mary St / Electric Avenue / Wuthering Heights, Adelaide, 2012 – 2014 A proverbial banshee was born this morn and for her, we re-dub this oft-cursed cottage ‘Wuthering Heights’.