GOING TO CALIFORNIA. Poem by Bill Arnott
day one and two Zep II, day three and four Zep IV, four sticks/ the ciggie slim-jims keeping company with Bonham fills of tom-tom
day one and two Zep II, day three and four Zep IV, four sticks/ the ciggie slim-jims keeping company with Bonham fills of tom-tom
I catch Dylan's phrasings and intonations in-between cutting the carrots and the parsnips.
And though not the worst/ part of our on-again off-again ways,/ the latest loss of you stings me anew
Reading Almost a Mirror is like listening with anticipation to a new mix tape painstakingly compiled by a friend.
headlights splay across a country roadway/ single lane both ways in groovy groovin’ grooves/ to the smooth, smooth sound of billie holiday
Over the years, while my mother’s faith in Christianity declined, her belief in country music only increased.
For a long time, I wanted to buy a particular set of classic jazz recordings, Louis Armstrong’s Hot Fives and Sevens, which he recorded with various ensembles from 1925-1929.
and the singer goes yeah babe yeah yeah yeah/ then electric guitar wangs wah wah funk
When the plodding piano intro of Don’t Look Back In Anger came through the speakers Oasis’ extraordinary had transformed our ordinary and the truck no longer drove but soared on the melody.
Three years ago, John Malins flipped the Stereo Stories concept a little by writing about a song he had never heard: The Sun God, written by William G James and Aubrey De Vere.