Monthly Archives: March 2011

The opening of a world In 1985 I was travelling Europe for the first time, with Greg L. I was 26 years old and still growing up. I wasn’t the best travel partner; selfish, grumpy, tired (It could have been … Continue reading →

1959, I was born in Adelaide, the third child of Bill and Margaret. I think Bill was working for his father in a parts manufacturing business. I have very few memories of Adelaide and those that I have come from … Continue reading →

American punk and irony for fun? I have a good history with this album and a special place in my heart. I imagine most of people won’t want to listen to it. Punk albums have limited appeal to wider audiences, … Continue reading →

The Billie Holiday of boogie I was 12 in 1971. The house I grew in is now destroyed and the land buried under the M2 in West Pennant Hills, Sydney. The entire road no longer exists. I lived there from … Continue reading →

1993 – Living in Elizabeth Bay. The year Marg and I are married. The house we were living in is below. Although it was grand and gracious in 1993, it also leaked. On rainy nights buckets were strategically placed. Six … Continue reading →

“Rubber Soul was the pot album, and Revolver was acid. I mean, we weren’t all stoned making Rubber Soul, because in those days we couldn’t work on pot.”     – John Lennon 1966 in Camberwell, Melbourne I was seven … Continue reading →