HE ALOHA MELE by IVA KINIMAKA. Story by N.T. McQueen
The girls signed up for hula lessons, learning the sacred moves of the kanaka. Moves of a gentle, spiritual sway where the hands told the story, sweeping and waving to talk story with each movement signifying a deeper resonance with the past and the people.
HE DOESN’T KNOW WHY by FLEET FOXES Story by Maria Majsa
Maria Majsa Auckland, New Zealand, early 1970s Western Springs College, Auckland 2012Inheritances run in families like a seam through generations; swallowed hopes and ambitions which sometimes find their full expression decades later.
HE’S MY NEW LOVE by JACKIE WARD AND THE HONDELLS. Story by Niles Reddick
I heard someone yell over the waves crashing to call 9-1-1, and several beach goers came to help and scooped mud.
Heart Of Gold by Neil Young. Excerpt by Favel Parrett
A group of young men in the corner sing along, happy drunk. It is their song. I drink my beer, my heart beats fast. The harmonica plays, the guitar keeps time, keeps strumming, then the chorus starts up again.When I close my eyes, I can hear Soren sing along too
HEART-SHAPED BOX by NIRVANA Story by MELISSA LONGO
While my angsty former beau was feigning suffering, Cobain had lived it and provided the soundtrack.
Heartache Tonight by The Eagles. Story by David Oke
David Oke Colac , early 1980sFrom our vantage point of the stage we could see that CPR was being administered to someone. Someone who’d had a heart attack.