GOD SAVE THE QUEEN by SEX PISTOLS. Story by Julian Savage.
My initial impression of meeting Pete: older than me by a few years, he had a lean and hungry look and the physique of a whippet. His hair was cropped to a quarter of an inch, opposing the excessive locks of my brother and I, and, most dramatically, he wore an oversized metal safety pin through his ear.
Goin’ Down by Joe Perry. Story by Dawn Corrigan
Dawn Corrigan Salt Lake City, Utah, October 22, 2003 Kelly’s job was playing hostess to those Aerosmith fans who paid $600 for The Velvet Rope Experience. “You know how some people have always wanted to go to Paris? This is their Paris.”
Going Home by Mark Knopfler
The sea and the wind and the open sky all there inside the song.
GOING TO A TOWN by RUFUS WAINWRIGHT Story by Zoë Krupka
Zoë Krupka Bell Street, Coburg, Melbourne, 2007 And then everything I’d ever wanted to say about September 11, 2001 had been said. Or crooned really.
GOING TO CALIFORNIA. Poem by Bill Arnott
day one and two Zep II, day three and four Zep IV, four sticks/ the ciggie slim-jims keeping company with Bonham fills of tom-tom
GOLDEN SLUMBERS. Story by Liz Bennett
I fell in love with the Beatles backwards, when, as a teenager, I discovered my father’s old vinyl copy of Abbey Road - the last album they recorded. From the first shuffling beats of Come Together, I was hooked.