Lili Marlen – Italian version of Stereo Story
Le mie memorie in relazione alla musica di mio padre, ebbe inizio quando avevo circa tre anni. Abitiamo in una casa in affitto durante il periodo del dopoguerra, scarsamente ammobiliata, ma allo stesso tempo dava un senso d’abbondanza.
Lili Marlene by Salvatore Romita/Marlene Dietrich
Lucia Nardo A recording studio in Altona North. March 2007I spend the session at the mixing desk, watching Dad in the recording booth, reflecting on the importance of his music to our family’s identity. It’s been the soundtrack to my entire life.
LISTEN TO THE BAND by THE MONKEES Memoir by Les Everett
Subiaco Oval, September 1969 The Astor Theatre, Mt Lawley, June 2019 It’s funny how things turn out. In 1969 my [...]
LITTLE LION MAN by MUMFORD & SONS. Story by Claire Roberts
Our flight back to London is delayed by a day, and we battle with a lecturer who threatens to fail us for missing a mandatory class. I don't know where the set-list we collected lives now.
LIVIN’ ON A PRAYER by BON JOVI Story by Rose Michael
It was, for the moment, their song. They liked it because they’d discovered it, because it wasn’t whatever the rest of their classmates were tuning in to. Because it wasn’t U2. ‘Wo-ah, we’re halfway there!’ The lyrics echoed their own desperate fixation on the future.
LIVING IN THE ’70S by SKYHOOKS Story by Dianne Wolfer
When we tire of climbing and jumping, we let the current drift us back to our towels and trannies, still keeping an eye out for snakes swimming in the river; supposedly they can’t strike in water, but we don’t want to test the theory.