DON’T LET THE SUN CATCH YOU CRYING & WALK HAND IN HAND. Poem by Cathy Brigden
No shaking shoulders and no audible sobs for this public crying needs to be invisible for the grief mask to be effective. "Don’t let the sun catch you crying", sings Gerry with his Pacemakers.
Down Down by Status Quo. A Black Saturday story by Stephen Andrew.
Stephen Andrew St Andrews, Victoria, March 2009 Windows open, I ramp up the volume and feel an intensity in the band’s playing that suddenly seems new to me. This opening of my senses is one of the unexpected gifts of the bushfires.
DOWNTOWN. Story by Jacinta Harper
The nurse had downloaded the lyrics to Downtown, probably in exasperation at our feeble yet frequent attempts. Finally, we sang the song in its entirety.
Dream A Little Dream Of Me by The Mamas and The Papas
When I sang, it was if he flipped the switch of his purring motor to a low level so he could listen to the words properly.
Dreamin’ by Twerps
Miks Everitt Calder Freeway Macedon, New Years Day 2012 With the year that broke me behind me, Dreamin’ summed it all up and told me all I needed to hear.
DREAMS by FLEETWOOD MAC Film by Jesse Maskell
Clawing for the echoes of what was; an ode to imperfect romance...a short film by Jesse Maskell