Jeff Dowsing Fairfield and other Melbourne locations, 1998The meaning of the song was lost on me until that moment, when it belted me in the face before the chorus punched me in the guts.
Vin Maskell Gertrude St, Geelong West, Victoria. 1976Sometimes Bill’s quiet voice would quicken with enthusiasm as he suggested we listen to a particular song. And we’d sit there and not interrupt the song. I wouldn’t even reach for another shortbread, there on the spotless glass coffee table.
Brutas Mudcake Pounding the pavement, northern suburbs, Melbourne 2009The hypnotic opening quickly sucks you in like the hypnotic left, right, left, right of runners hitting the footpath. And sometimes it’s only on a long run that you can make sense of life’s many conundrums.
Stephen Andrew Somewhere along the Hume Highway, summer of 1982I catch myself staring too long at the sunlight on her hair, or laughing too loud at one of her jokes, and feel the sharp pierce of an unbridgeable distance.
Earl O’Neill Leichardt, Sydney, 1985What if something happened and I was at home watching telly? That’d never do. Sex, drugs and rock and roll were too important for a young fellow.