From bard to worse

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I loved Me­gan Lehmann’s ar­ti­cle on Paul Kelly (“When words fail me”, Oct 13-14). “Dar­ling it hurts to see you down in Dar­linghurst tonight” is surely one of rock’s most cun­ning lyrics. And I Don’t Re­mem­ber a Thing is a boppy, per­fect, rounded, two-minute ode to the morn­ing af­ter. But each time I hear From Lit­tle Things Big Things Grow I head for the hills. Surely one of Aus­tralia’s worst and wimp­i­est songs. Paul Hew­son

Ray­mond Ter­race, NSW

A won­der­ful in­sight into the com­plex and com­pli­cated con­tri­bu­tion of Paul Kelly to Aus­tralian mu­sic. The line “a deep en­dur­ing friend­ship” with in­dige­nous artists is so pow­er­fully evoked with his col­lab­o­ra­tion with Yothu Yindi’s Treaty.

Steve Tav­erner Gul­gong, NSW

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