CRAZY HORSES by THE OSMONDS Story by Andy Griffiths
OMG! WTF? OTT! There are not enough three-letter abbreviations in the English language to describe just how deranged this song is. Once heard, never forgotten.
CRETIN HOP by THE RAMONES. Story by Jim Landwehr.
My brother Paul was into the Minneapolis/St. Paul punk scene at the time, complete with ripped jeans, jack boots and spiked hair. He loaned me his album Rocket To Russia.
CRIME IN THE CITY by NEIL YOUNG Story by Markus Zusak
All around me was this rubble, the toaster was over the road – my book was blown to bits – but somehow the oven and my headphones were still intact, and Neil Young (ever the unfuckingkillable – the rock n roll cockroach if ever there was one), was STILL singing…and I still hadn’t got to the best bit
Cruel World by Lana Del Rey. Story by Jesse Maskell
Jesse Maskell Montana, June 2015 A race across the country skipping everything I want to see, farmland from a car window always hungry to go into them, down those roads, further in, fleetingly small towns not even, I'm strapped in with Chris a rideshare stranger on this wild ride...
Cup Eve with the Accordion Orchestra of Melbourne
Vin Maskell Coatesville Bowling Club, Bentleigh. Monday 1 November, 2010. Cup Eve. In a way the evening was Broadway Danny Rose meets Cocoon. But more moving. Much more moving.
D.C. by DIED PRETTY. Story by Kate Foulds
Over the course of the year Arijana and I saved countless bus fares hitching a ride to uni in the green Volvo, chatting away, distracting the driver who ran the odd red light.