Stories and Paintings
With speed and precision that would impress any seasoned roadie, Rory and Budgie rushed back and forward between the garage and the stage in the backyard, moving in total six amplifiers, three guitars, two distortion pedals, two microphones, two microphone stands, one keyboard, one keyboard stand, a five-piece drum kit, four cymbals, one drum... Continue Reading →
By the time I returned to Budgie’s place, the sun had dipped below the hills behind the property, splashing the low clouds deep orange. A lone star peeked out above. I drove slowly up the driveway, to hear the gravel crunch beneath the immense tyres on LaShawn’s truck. There was a car parked in... Continue Reading →
Queensland, Australia, 4th April 2001. It was a Wednesday night. Isaiah was on the door. Six foot-four, a hundred and twenty-five kilograms of Fijian muscle. Friendliest guy you could meet. I once saw him pick up a grown man and throw him over a fence. We presented our driver’s licences for inspection. “Okay... Continue Reading →
