WAITING ON A FRIEND by THE ROLLING STONES. Story by Jim Roberts
We play a lot of good music, drink far too much, eat fabulously. Most of all we keep stoking the fire to keep the old house warm and our friendship ablaze. A good red helps with that.
YELLOW by COLDPLAY. Poem by Michael Leach
Bendigo, May 2021 I fidget in my seat here in the middle of the second row of an intimate theatre in my birthplace of Bendigo. I am here to see a local theatre company stage ten ten-minute plays, including one I wrote. I am here with my immediate family, including my [...]
BUILD ME UP BUTTERCUP by THE FOUNDATIONS. Story by Victoria Wells
I could see the bright lights of the Barracuda Fish and Chip Shop as a cheery spot in front of me. The door opened; smell and music spilled out. Fish and chips and doner kebabs and Build me Up Buttercup with all its warm yellowness. I sang along. I would be home soon.
GOLDEN SLUMBERS. Story by Liz Bennett
I fell in love with the Beatles backwards, when, as a teenager, I discovered my father’s old vinyl copy of Abbey Road - the last album they recorded. From the first shuffling beats of Come Together, I was hooked.
The Spindly Showman. Poem by Warren Paul Glover
The spindly showman/Shuffled on stage/Dressed as black as night
GHOST SHIPS by THE SAINTS. Stereo Story by Virginia Muzik
When I’d be driving, and one of ‘our songs’ came on schmaltzy radio station 2CH, I’d crank it up, sing along and think of you. I’d flash back to moments in our childhood – just the good times – imagining you in the passenger seat, singing too.
LAST DANCE by DONNA SUMMER . Story by Sue Dann
He was short and stocky and sexy. He had a killer smile and his dark almond eyes had eyelashes way longer than any boy should have. I liked him and he liked me.
Ink On the Tracks. The Bob Dylan Stereo Stories
Amongst our humble collection about Bob Dylan songs you’ll find stories about high-school days, share-house life, broken relationships, family life, teenage life, unrequited love, and grief.
AN INNOCENT MAN by BILLY JOEL. Story by Cher Finver
I wish a few Billy Joel songs did not torture my soul, but songs are a time machine.
THAT SUMMER FEELING by JONATHAN RICHMAN. Story by Louise Maskell
After cassettes lost favour I bought Jonathan on CD. And Jonathan on vinyl. In Spanish, Italian, French and English.