I NEED A LOVER by JOHN COUGAR MELLENCAMP Story by Zoe Krupka
I wish I could tell you that it was our differences that eventually tore us apart. Her love of big hair and the power ballad, my love of The Residents and holding my mohawk in place with airplane glue.
I REFUSE by SIMPLE PLAN. Story by Tansy Bradshaw
At the time of writing this I am currently on day 132 of self-isolation, with no end in sight. It is the first day of the mandatory mask wearing in Melbourne, Victoria.
I SAY A LITTLE PRAYER by ARETHA FRANKLIN. Poem by Michael Leach
’ll never forget/the sights/the sounds/the (e)motions/of departing/Mum’s/Service of/Thanksgiving.
I SMELL TROUBLE by IKE AND TINA TURNER Story by Rijn Collins
Rijn Collins Northcote, 2007They took the chairs closest to the door, leaving me the couch. I realised too late that this blocked my exit. The tall one stared at me, his mouth slightly open. Sideburns grinned. And then the CD player whirred into action and gave me an omen, straight from 1971: the bluesy wail of I Smell Trouble.And I did.Fuck, did I ever.
I WANNA BE ADORED by THE STONE ROSES. Story by Shane Puxley.
At half time of the United game, I read that their new Spanish goalkeeper considers The Stone Roses his favourite band.
I Will Always Love You by Whitney Houston
Emilia Muller Tulcea, Romania. 1995I would not stop singing until my sister would come, probably sent by my mother, to calm me down, whispering affectionate menaces.