HERE COMES THE SUN by THE BEATLES Story by Carmel Bird
In Hamlet, Polonius says to his son: Neither a borrower nor a lender be/For loan oft loses both itself and friend
HELP by THE BEATLES Story by Aimee Chan
One of my strongest memories is the pure joy we got out of making each other laugh. Belly laughs that happened while you hung upside down on the monkey bars were even more hilarious.
ALL THINGS MUST PASS by GEORGE HARRISON Story by Vin Maskell
“The White Album,” my son said one night. “Fair bit of filler on it. But I’m keen to learn more about George Harrison.”
The Perfect Chord: a personal tribute to The Beatles
Chris Mangan Maternity ward, Melbourne 1964 It would be hard not to think of The Beatles upon hearing the perfect chord that introduces the song A Hard Day’s Night, the perfect chord to symbolise a worldwide phenomenon, and the perfect fanfare for a newborn life in Melbourne 1964.
Do You Want To Know A Secret? by The Beatles Story by Bea Jones
Bea Jones Wellington, New Zealand. 1963 In my first tentative relationship with a fellow student I felt I had found my soul mate. where the rampant hormones were matched by our mutual passion for art; many Sunday afternoons spent wandering the back streets of Wellington, sketch book in hand.
HARD TIMES ARE OVER by YOKO ONO Poem by Stephen Andrew
Stephen Andrew Yarra River, Warrandyte, 8 December 1980 Word comes from a car radio in the riverside car park. Calling out, surreal, to nobody, “John Lennon has been shot”.
Penny Lane & Strawberry Fields by The Beatles
Tony Wright (National affairs editor of The Age) School cadet camp, Australia 1967 Epiphany, complete with a solo trumpet fanfare, emerged from my transistor radio as I lolled beneath a big old gumtree in a forest, munching Fantales and wearing jungle greens.
Penny Lane by The Beatles
Maria Majsa Pakuranga, Auckland 1967 There is a radio in a brown leather case on the bench. My mother turns it on during the day when my father has left for work and the house feels different.
When We Was Fab by George Harrison Story by Eric Roe
Eric Roe Dayton, Ohio, 1988 I’d been trained to find evil in the most innocuous-seeming detail. When it came to music, nothing non-Christian was ever innocent.
We Can Work It Out by The Beatles Storey by Brian Nankervis
Brian Nankervis 8.55am. Driving to school, Elsternwick. July 2003. After the first verse Rosie remembers my story about being tied to a goal post at State School and asks me to tell it again.