The euphoria of midnight at a festival is unique in its camaraderie.
Summer Love is a glorious example of perfect power pop. This is what a breaking ocean wave sounds like when represented musically.
Tender singing, evocative slide guitar, comedic timing, full-band high-energy: this month's edition of Centre Stage shines the spotlight on the unassuming Peter Maskell.
For a time I was transported to a place that's hard to explain. It was sublime, an experience one might call spiritual. Confirming even an atheist can be touched by the unknown.
We wouldn’t have called it shoplifting, but we also knew we had to be surreptitious when we set about manually adjusting Coles’ profit margin.
Mum would dutifully wrap the can in crepe paper to cover the rust and make it decorative.
There were a couple of abandoned old sheds, and a few trees. A cow pen. The place was littered with old glass bottles, tin cans, parts of things. All of it became mine. My teenage refuge.
Deirdre quoted from a hit song of the period in a letter the four girls wrote to me, passed on by Joan on one of those afternoons walking home from school.
Given the strength of his own story-telling, it’s not surprising that Paul Kelly’s songs have inspired several Stereo Stories.
I heard a savage angel outside my apartment window