STARBOY by THE WEEKND. Story by Cher Finver
Our mutual love of The Weeknd brought me just a little bit closer to my daughter. So, thanks, Abel Tesfaye. I’m pretty sure I am The Weeknd’s oldest fan. I wear the title proudly.
Our mutual love of The Weeknd brought me just a little bit closer to my daughter. So, thanks, Abel Tesfaye. I’m pretty sure I am The Weeknd’s oldest fan. I wear the title proudly.
During our correspondence in 1988, the Church’s Starfish LP came out. We both fell in love with it immediately, especially the song, Under The Milky Way.
The Centre Stage collection here at Stereo Stories is a series of short profiles of the writers and musicians who have been central to the creation and development of, firstly, this website and then of our concerts.
Even the woman in Gaslight Records had taken one look at me and seen right through it when I extended my lay-by for the fourth time.
In the light of the horror—and the resistance— taking place in raw USA, and elsewhere, over Black Lives Matter, Arnold Zable takes us to a better time, a better place, a different war.
A car pulled into the driveway. The crunch of wheels on gravel surprised me. I twisted around to ask Ruthanne if she was expecting anyone but she stood frozen in the middle of the dark kitchen.
We didn’t always talk about music as I sensed a history there Stephan was keen to let rest, but it was fun when we did.
It is five years since Joan Kirner, former Premier of Victoria, died of cancer. June 1, 2015. 76 years old. Amongst her many interests, Kirner was founding patron of the Williamstown Literary Festival.
Anthony Shortte came into the orbit of The Stereo Stories Band via his high-school mate and fellow musician Peter Maskell. Shorty (as he is commonly known) brought a wealth of experience to our shows, having been part of the original blues trio Collards Greens and Gravy for many years.
...K grabs the axe and she laughs as she splits wood and she laughs as she makes a fire and her blue eyes sparkle with it all and she stands with hands on hips to admire the flames. I’m alongside her with a heartbeat to power a small village.“Sit down, why don’t you? How about some Paul Kelly?”