Penny Lane & Strawberry Fields by The Beatles. Story by Tony Wright
School cadet camp, Australia 1967Epiphany, complete with a solo trumpet fanfare, emerged from my transistor radio as I lolled beneath a big old gumtree in a forest, munching Fantales and wearing jungle greens.
Penny Lane by The Beatles. Story by Maria Majsa
Maria Majsa Pakuranga, Auckland 1967There is a radio in a brown leather case on the bench. My mother turns it on during the day when my father has left for work and the house feels different.
PEOPLE LIVE HERE by RISE AGAINST Poem by Murray Taylor
...We weren’t ones for cliché/Unless performed ironically./Weeks drift by,/The comfort of familiar phrases,/Of gestures and faces...
PERFECT DAY by LOU REED Story by Wendy Meddings
Brinsley Road, Camberwell 1973 Fitzroy, 2018 Just a perfect day You made me forget myself I thought I was someone [...]
PERSONALITY CRISIS by NEW YORK DOLLS. Story by Robert Lastdrager.
It was one of the few gigs I have ever played where all the bands on the bill supported each other with real verve during each of the performances.
PICK A PART THAT’S NEW by THE STEREOPHONICS. Poem by Michael Leach
I find myself on my own/in the Forum,/flying solo/at the first gig/I’ve ever dared/attend without a friend.