Band Stories

It was, and still is, one of the great mysteries of its time. ‘The Bazookas’ were a rock and soul five-piece band, who, in the late sixties, simply vanished. Books were written, documentaries made, and even a TV docu-drama was made, but they’re still out there, their legacy written in the history books. There were bands that were bigger than them, but they towered over all other bands below them. Three number ones and two...

Crashing guitars on a summer night. You can’t beat it. The boy’s bashing his guitar for all he’s worth. He’s really battering it. I’m taking a break from socialising, leaning at the bar with an ice cold beer in my hands, enjoying the show. We’re in the heady confines of the local Constitutional Club, watching Josh’s friend’s band, The Shots do their thing. Josh is at the front, cheering them on. I’ve been looking forward...

Fox, Rat, And CatNow Felix was a cat,That hung out with a rat,The rats name, Scat Rat Lou.They formed a band duo,That was way out cool,And their fan base grew and grew.Felix, he played the skins,It was just for shits and grins,But man could he bang out a beat.While Scat Rat Lou,Always dressed in blue,His horn, a major cool treat.They needed a voice,Foxy Roxy, their choice,And so the two became three.They’d jam through the...

2 "Another round over here!" Owen shouted towards the bartender. The bartender nodded and grabbed two more beers. Owen and Jay were drunk off their asses and we all watched as Jay struck out with a girl at the bar table. I could not help but feel kind of bad for him; but in her defense, I'd watched as he drunkenly muttered the same cliché pick up line to three other girls within the last twenty minutes. A song came on tha...

1 "Lucy! They're coming to town, it's the last stop on their tour! We have to go, we just have to!" Mia exclaimed, excitedly showing me her computer screen. "Tickets are seventy five bucks, Mia. Can we afford that?" I asked, squinting at the tiny text. "Sure, we'll find a way to make it work. Why should we have a food budget for next week when we could go see them in concert instead?" She asked. "Because everyone knows co...

Preface Lucy "Ms. Combs, I realize the school year is coming to an end, but that does not give you an excuse to not pay attention," Mr. Peters said, snapping me out of my daze and bringing me back down to earth. "Sorry," I replied quietly, wishing I could sink into my sweatshirt. I felt my face turn a deep red. He motioned for me to take out my earbud and I reluctantly did so. I was listening to the latest release from my...