FRIEND OF THE DEVIL by BOB DYLAN Story by Damian Balassone
Sometimes it’s only when you see a girl for the second or third time that you realise how beautiful she is. A song is a bit like that.
FROM THE BEGINNING by EMERSON LAKE & PALMER Story by Laura Grace Weldon
While the song plays I remember being a wispy 14-year-old who bought batik scarves from the forbidden head shop in town. I twisted them into halter tops which I wore under more demure shirts until I was safely out of the house.
Für Elise by Ludwig van Beethoven
Carrye Harris Jaunay-Clan, France 1961 A hospital, Texas, 1981 Spring Branch, Texas 2016 I made my way to the hospital elevators, rode down to the main floor in silence. Stopped, went into the gift shop. Glanced through the paperbacks, trailed fingers across book spines, moved on to magazines, past newborn gifts, cut flowers in vases, live plants in ceramic dishes. I stopped at a display of small gift items at the back of the store.
GALVESTON by GLEN CAMPBELL Story by David Oke
As a ten year old I was quite oblivious to the meaning of Galveston – a cry out from an American soldier in Vietnam who is recalling happy memories back home while on the battlefront.
GAMBLE EVERYTHING FOR LOVE by BEN LEE. Story by Torre DeRoche
This love felt frightening. This love felt dangerous, even. And gambling everything for it – including my own life – felt reckless. But still.
GEE BILLY. Spoken-word-jazz-poem by BILL ARNOTT
she would go about her way, tending to everyone while Billy and his bandmates they would jam and stray but always they’d come home to stay