GUDBUY T’JANE by SLADE Story by Kevin Densley
The best thing about Glenda’s enthusiasm, though, was that it triggered my interest in Slade.
The best thing about Glenda’s enthusiasm, though, was that it triggered my interest in Slade.
Our latest Centre Stage column shines the light on New Zealand writer Maria Majsa.
We used to walk back to his house from South Yarra Station with our vinyl school bags slung over our shoulders. When we got to the top of the hill on the Domain Road corner, we’d turn onto Punt Road and head down towards the Yarra. But we never went all the way down to the river.
Harvest Moon is almost poetic and otherworldly in its lyrics and melody. But it got me thinking about that guy who dumped me when I was 14.
I hung out at punk squats with pet rats and drum kits. The black lipstick wasn’t a success, but then, is it ever?
Surfers don’t overthink names: Right Point, Left Point, Surfies Point and Express. But sometimes the old names held true: Woolamai, Kitty Miller Bay, Flynn’s Reef and Forrest Caves. We knew exactly where to head on what wind.
In the third of our Centre Stage series we shine the light on David Oke, one of our most prolific writers.
A quarter of a century later, I hear this song again, rising spontaneously through the eucalypts.
Fathers and fatherhood are universal themes. Here at Stereo Stories we mark Fathers' Day not with gifts of beer and barbecues and balls but with fatherhood stories. Jane Leonard, NT McQueen, Brian Nankervis, Lucia Nardo, Maria Majsa, Nick Gadd, David Oke, Zaza N, Danny Katz, Hugh Jones and many more. Unwrap the Stereo Stories Fathers' [...]
His wife would be waiting for him to get home, ready to hear about his day. Desperate for a connection to a world she wasn’t part of right now.