HOMETOWN by JOE JACKSON. Story by Damian Balassone
There was one song that stood out. Hometown: a beautiful melody with evocative lyrics, concluding with a delightful guitar lick by Vinnie Zummo.
HOMETOWN par JOE JACKSON. Histoire de Damian Balassone
Il y a quelques routards irlandais qui vivent dans la même auberge que moi. Nous parlons. L'un d'eux mentionne que Joe Jackson joue à Rome ce soir-là. Il avait vu une affiche dans une laverie à proximité.
HONKY TONK WOMEN by THE ROLLING STONES Story by Kevin Densley
We rehearsed a great deal for our debut. The gig was in the clubrooms of the St Albans Football Club on a winter’s night, with a pig on a spit, a few barrels and a good-sized crowd.
HOT CHILD IN THE CITY by NICK GILDER Story by Niles Reddick
After I paid my co-pay and got my prescription refill, I navigated the Walgreens parking lot, like a bumper car ride at the fair. The car radio was on an oldies station.
Hotline Bling by Drake
Fiction by Tom Lodewyke Eazy-Clean Laundromat, Sydney, 2015Steven checked his phone. Nothing. Sometimes Rachel still texted him when there was no way around it. He craved the loud bling of his message tone. He was careful not to reply straight away, though.
HOUND DOG by ELVIS PRESLEY. Story by Rowan MacDonald.
If I wasn’t listening to the cassettes via my Walkman, then I was insisting we play them in the car. I didn’t know much about Elvis at this point. I hadn’t seen any of his iconic moves until a kid impersonated him during a segment of Red Faces on Hey Hey It’s Saturday. I figured if that kid could do it, then so could I.