Brian Nankervis has long been curious about the relationship between songs and personal stories, going right back to his days on RRR-FM.
Later, it’s six of us at a workmate’s one-room apartment, watching videos, drinking, talking. He and I sit on the bed, a purring cat between us. Kitty’s tail flicks against my thighs as he strokes one end, I stroke the other, our hands sometimes touching: poor kitty a conduit for the swollen energy between us.
We played our first Zoom gig this week!
We met for school holiday screenings of La Bamba and Dirty Dancing at the same tech high gym where we painted thick black circles around our eyes and teased our hair until it looked like Jon Bon Jovi’s – ahead of our Rock Eisteddfod pilgrimage to The Royal Melbourne Showgrounds.
Playful music poetry from Martin H Samuel
Looking for gifts for friends and family (or yourself!)? We have online merch, tickets for our Memo show on 9 January, and new books by several of our contributors.
As I leaned against the rail, trying to keep my skates under me and wishing I could do what my older cousins Greg and Gary could do, I became vaguely aware for the first time of the importance of music as a soundtrack to your life.
Salvatore Romita, founding member of the Stereo Stories band, died on Wednesday evening, 17 November, aged 96.
It’s a classic punk song; raw, revelatory and raging. The Guardian claims it’s “one of the best singles ever made by anyone, anywhere, anytime”.
When The Stereo Stories Band is not preparing for its shows, the members are rehearsing and playing with various bands and combos around Melbourne and Geelong.