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I recall a chapter from my early teens, when I first discovered a Cat Stevens' song on the radio. There was something about his voice and acoustic guitar that held my attention over most pop songs presented in those informative years. It was not just his vocal / guitar combination that resonated in me; I [...]

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With a little help from my friends: Edition 1 For the first twelve months following the dream that had inspired the development of my novel and CD The Tramp, I'd shared the concept with few people. I may have made passing comments, or played a song here and there, but mostly, the story of Robert Aitken and his [...]

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We spent a delightful Thursday evening enjoying the crisp Eugenana air at Prickly Mo. Their wines are to live for (who wants to die anyway?), there was an array of belly-popping platters, other delights by the Flying Calamari Brothers (no prizes for guessing the top of their menu), and music by You3. We set up our chairs in front of centre [...]

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  I set off at 'sparrows' to Hobart last Tuesday with a Cooper-boot full of novels, CDs, bookmarks and t-shirts - plus, of course, a modest overnight bag. I had plans. Despite negotiating myriad roadworks that began on the highway at Perth, the journey took a sprightly four hours. Traversing the Midland Highway is going to be [...]