Josh Pyke - Middle Of The Hill

A coming of age short story with a beat. You need to hear the whole story, but here’s how it sucks you in: “I still remember where I cracked my head/in the vacant lot/there’s a row of tiny houses there now/and we used to light fires in the gutters/and I could comb my hair on the concrete steps/but the girl down the street hit my sister on the head with a stick and we hid behind my father as he knocked on the parents door to tell them what she did/but the parents we drunk so they really didn’t give a. . .” and so on stream of consciousness to make Virginia Woolf proud, but the real kick is it’s done to a beat. Good and tasty smorgasbord. Josh Pyke