Gordon Lightfoot is my teacher of all things Canadian. As I walk the streets of Toronto, his sounds fill my ears.
Girls boys/ Vibrant noise/ Girls men?/ Not quite Zen/ Finding tribe/ Cool vibe/ Brave sky/ No asking why/ In a pink angora dress.
Tickets are selling fast for our show on Saturday evening 27 May at the Queenscliff Town Hall. We’ll be there as part of the Queenscliffe Literary Festival.
I had a moment to take in the purple jacket and track suit pants before Elton gave me that familiar gap-toothed smile and said ‘Hello’.
I sometimes think of my father as a cold, bleak Icelandic landscape, and his songs as those hot springs that bubble up from unknown depths.
Every now and then there’s a song that comes along at a time in your life when you’re most ready to respond to it.
Surely Robert Forster wasn’t a surfer, you initially think. He’s having a lend of us. But he isn’t. Or is he?
Our first show for 2023 is our first visit to the Queenscliffe Literary Festival, on Victoria's Bellarine peninsula.
He could barely speak English. I could barely speak Italian. But somehow, we communicated with one another, almost playing a silent game.
Some guests on Desert Island Discs are more interesting than others, and some are not what you would expect at all - Robert Plant, for example.