Mark Schier California, 1990 We sat on the train and plugged into our portable cassette players with those 1990s chunky headphones. I'm not sure what my wife listened to, but for me there was only one choice.
Kahli Scott Brisbane, Australia and London, UK; April 2016 There’s been a shadow over me that doesn’t seem to lift when London’s grey skies do. And Randy Meisner’s voice keeps popping into my head.
Lucia Nardo Rod Laver Arena, Melbourne, February 2015 I guess the passage of time buffers down the sharp points on everything, not just voices, but love and loss.
Lucia Nardo Fire-place, Melbourne, July 1993 The thick door of my home couldn’t protect me from that winter’s chill. Icy wind whistled between the jambs and into the house.