We mourn the dead, but if they touched us in some way they never really die.
My Blood holds a special kind of understanding between Kira and I. I have texted her some of the lyrics when she’s been at school some days.
The second volume of playful rhymes from Damian Balassone, featuring Cliff Richard, Blue Moon River, and Taylor Swift.
The Jean Genie played at my first disco, in my first year at university. That’s where I met the boy from Boggabilla. He liked the way I danced. And I liked the way he liked my dancing.
James Reyne was unable to mask his concern, yelling into the microphone: “We are not coming back on until you have all stopped fighting!” And with that, the band hurriedly disappeared from the stage.
Music is a fast ride./With the first rolls/of that old drum intro/I was snared.
Unhinged, unwieldy, (apparently) uncoordinated and maybe even unlistenable. Despite or because of this, I pressed on. I'd read somewhere that this was supposed to be An Important Album.
The opening bars of Tucker’s Daughter will forever be associated with the interminable wait during school dancing lessons of holding the clammy hands of a socially inept male counterpart.
From the first time I heard Five Feet High And Rising I could relate to it, not that where we lived in the lower Blue Mountains was likely to get flooded. It just somehow touched me.
The whole song was a journey spanning a month, two continents and several thousand kilometres.