ARCHANGEL by BURIAL. Story by PJ Grollet
“It’s love sickness, sir.” I wanted to respond. “A bad case.”
“It’s love sickness, sir.” I wanted to respond. “A bad case.”
The Stereo Stories Band returned to Albury in September for its sixth annual show at the lovely Write Around The Murray festival.
Christmas songs and carols are often a reminder of the ideal family experience, but that is not the case for many.
Nearly all the bands are new to me. The Decembrists. Pond. Sons Of Bill. Natalie Prass. Africa Express. Most of the songs are kind to my ears. And then, the final track.
A Michael Leach limerick recalls a precious moment.
The waitress began to fuss over our beautiful dog before telling us us her husband, Mark, played banjo on a song called Bob The Kelpie.
At that time, I didn’t own a record player of my own, so we stopped at my grandparents’ house to pick up my dad’s old one from the attic: a Ferguson 3057. We carted it home and my dad installed it in my bedroom.
Ethan told me about/ the time he took Laura on vacation/to Miami after we first broke up
Sitting in the pew of a small, Mexican church and hearing the tears of a broken family while Mother Mary looked down upon them. Same pain, different name.
Which record could hold our story, and become the beating heart of our home, but never play its music again?