Cohen, Leonard: a song
Vin Maskell Café, La Trobe St, Melbourne. Lunchtime June 2010Some songs need fresh air. They need to be able to breathe again. They need to be able to float away into space and not come into our orbit for a good while.
COLD AS ICE by FOREIGNER. Story by Katherine Kovacic.
Was it the siren song of an Ice Queen aboard their vessel that caused the sailors to turn off the echo sounder’s low water depth alarm?
COLD SWEAT by THIN LIZZY. Letter by Lauren O’Hagan.
I want you to know that meeting you on 26 March 2006 was one of the highlights of my teenage years.
COME WITH ME by BRIAN CADD Story by Mark Smith
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.
Comes a time – the final poems.
As of today, Stereo Stories will no longer run poetry on this website. Here are our final three poems.
COMIN’ IN ON A WING AND A PRAYER by RY COODER. Story by Jim Roberts.
At ANZAC reunions and marches I’ve heard my late father referred to as a hero. I’m not much for the Aussie hero moniker, neither was Dad.