RACING IN THE STREET by BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN Poem by Louise Maskell
Night shifts summer’s leaves/Date palms rock in breeze/Crescent bay shimmers
RACING IN THE STREET by BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN Story by Richard Castles
As a teenage boy in a dark suburban room, I was a long way from the turnpikes of New Jersey. I didn't have a job, a car or a girl, just an Apollo 10-speed bicycle and a dungeon I called my own. What on earth was I connecting with here?
RACING IN THE STREET by BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN. Story by Annette Trevitt.
Every summer he drove across the country in a clapped-out vehicle to see us kids, but he always went back. Back to where he had a stool at the bar and a nickname he loved: the Professor.
Radio Ga Ga by Queen. Story by Kath Presdee
Kath Presdee St John Bosco High School, Engadine; Terms 1 and 2, 1985For kids who were tentatively discovering their musical pathways it was a revelation. We can sing songs on the radio in choir?
RAGGED WOOD by FLEET FOXES. Story by Bernhard Sayer
The songs invited me to sing again. And I realised through that two-week journey, that that was what had gone missing.
Raindrops Keep Fallin’ On My Head by BJ Thomas. Story by Diane Kendig
Diane Kendig Camelot Music, Stark County, Ohio 1971Right after a difficult customer had left the store, Frank would say, “I gotta get outta retail!” This was usually after the 900th person of the week asking for Rubber Ducky or Raindrops Keep Fallin’ on My Head on a 45.