D.C. by DIED PRETTY. Story by Kate Foulds
Over the course of the year Arijana and I saved countless bus fares hitching a ride to uni in the green Volvo, chatting away, distracting the driver who ran the odd red light.
A WHITER SHADE OF PALE by PROCUL HARUM. Story by Luke Davies
I was like another brother to Jessica. She fancied my band mates more than me, so that was bit of a drag. We did share a love for one particular song, though.
You Shook Me All Night Long by AC/DC
Hugh Jones Launceston, 1980 From about 10 houses down the street I heard Wrightee’s stereo doing overtime. The windows were wide open and tops were off the beer bottles. A voice with all the class of a freight train crossing points was screaming through the screen door.
F–k Art Let’s Dance by 5.15
Stephen Andrew Student hostel, West Geelong 1982 I didn’t get a Mohawk, nor cut up and safety pin my clothes. I kept my phlegm to myself. I was a part-time punk.
WUTHERING HEIGHTS by KATE BUSH Story by Aimee Knight
Aimee Knight Mary St / Electric Avenue / Wuthering Heights, Adelaide, 2012 – 2014 A proverbial banshee was born this morn and for her, we re-dub this oft-cursed cottage ‘Wuthering Heights’.