SEE MY BABY JIVE by WIZZARD Story by Stephen Andrew
I couldn't escape the crush (in both senses of the word) the first time I heard it. I was dumped, pulled under and dragged disoriented across the sandy sediment of my adolescent existence. See My Baby Jive was excoriating.
Senses Working Overtime by XTC. Story by Zoë Krukpa
Zoë Krukpa Cleaning my bedroom window, Canberra, 1982 My ear was burning in the sun, and my nose, which I had just recently pierced with the aid of a needle sterilized with a match and a handy bit of raw potato, was throbbing softly. The window rag smelled of this new stuff, eucalyptus oil, which I wanted to drown the world in I loved it so much, and my music box was precariously perched on a stool.
SERENADE by MARIO LANZA. Story by Hugh Jones
Some guests on Desert Island Discs are more interesting than others, and some are not what you would expect at all - Robert Plant, for example.
Serong on song for Terang
Our second show for 2022 is just weeks away - Saturday 5 March, in Terang, south-west Victoria.
Seven Nation Army by The White Stripes
Nathan Johnson North Adelaide, Australia, January 2004 A mate of mine was saying something, but I heard none of it. My eyes were fixed on the screen; my ears taking in every drum beat, every distortion, every melodic ebb and flow.
SHADOW BOXER by THE ANGELS Story by Kevin Densley
It was a typical example of a poky old corner pub with a strong local identity; often, it was packed out on band nights. Usually, we’d play from 8.30 till 11.30 pm, with a couple of small intervals, and the price of entry was $2 – yep, $2!