UNCLE PAT by ASH. Poem by Michael Leach
This Labour Day,/I find myself walking/while listening/to Uncle Pat/by Ash.
PEOPLE LIVE HERE by RISE AGAINST Poem by Murray Taylor
...We weren’t ones for cliché/Unless performed ironically./Weeks drift by,/The comfort of familiar phrases,/Of gestures and faces...
Thank you, Terang
Terang might have looked a little sleepy last Saturday afternoon but appearances can be deceptive.
BLACK RAT by BIG MAMA THORNTON. Story by VM
The long essays in the music editions were lessons in quality journalism. How to take your time, set a scene, evoke a place, draw a character, tell a fine story. And the CDs took me to places I’ll never see.
I’LL BE GONE by LINKIN PARK. Letter by to Chester by NT McQueen
I heard about the end in July 2017, only a few months after Chris Cornell took his life, and a part of my youth seemed to die with you.
Serong on song for Terang
Our second show for 2022 is just weeks away - Saturday 5 March, in Terang, south-west Victoria.
NOW COMES THE NIGHT by ROB THOMAS. Story by Lucia Nardo.
Each day, another bit of independence falls away. His piano accordion, once his faithful daily companion, is silent. Dad can barely lift it.
BLISTER ON THE MOON by TASTE. Story by Paul Dufficy.
Although he was from Sydney he wasn’t from my part of town. He was wealthy, connected, lived in a suburb where people had tennis courts, and he wore fashionable corduroy, high-waisted flares.
EVERYTHING IS FREE by GILLIAN WELCH. Story by Paul B and Vin M
We write to each other. About writing, mostly. Its place in our lives. Its ups and downs. Its twists and turns.
NEVER TEAR US APART by INXS. Prose poem by Michael Leach.
I listened as Kirk opened up about his former bandmate and my namesake, Michael: a man who, much like me, was a shy kid yet, much unlike me, became a global rock star.