An Ode to Campbelltown It’s nice to be home
by Ruby Claire
There used to be a suburb called Claymore in Campbelltown. They’ve knocked most of the housing commission down now, rebuilding and changing the name so that new buyers can’t research the history of the place. It was full of houses with boarded up windows and sheets for curtains, front yards littered with glass bottles and ripped furniture, flag poles with the Aussie flag flying tall and proud...
Calling on Paradise Laurie Anderson at HOTA on the Gold Coast
by Kirsten Krauth
What Laurie Anderson loves most about creating and experiencing art is the chance to feel lost, to be disembodied.
Cry in the Night Who do you call when troubled souls haunt your street?
by Ross Duncan
"Kicking someone out of their space at 3am when they’re screaming, what are they going to do? It just didn’t seem conducive to any solution.”
Winter in the City All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
by Arca Bayburt
I was walking somewhere between Crown and Oxford streets when I got news that my friend had taken his life. The urge to cry began to violently climb my throat. I held it in as best I could; I made it all the way to Taylor Square – then I just let it all out.
7 Stages of Parking The shameless hunt to find a space for your car
by Tug Dumbly
Finally they finish packing, turn around and pretend to just notice you, sitting there at the wheel, grinning inanely at them. “Oh no, no,” they flap their hand. “I’m not going yet.”
Justin Bieber: As Long as You Love Me Ghosts in the Machine
by Colin Gore
Last night I met Justin Bieber in a dream.
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Sex Addiction The interface between insecurity and consumerism
by Antonella Gambotto-Burke
“Cybersex addiction is a huge problem that people still aren’t talking about.”
Cigarettes & Turpentine An Ode to My Artist-Mother
by Madelaine Lucas
She smoked Marlboro Reds and drove old cars that always broke down… She wore red lipstick religiously. She was never on time to pick me up.
The Best Way to Ruin a Walk The grass is greener for Sydney’s public golf courses, but for how long?
by Leon Batchelor
Golf courses – particularly public ones – are caught in the middle of a three-way contest between a population largely unconcerned with golf, developers with eyes for well-located land and the six per cent of us that still play the sport.
The Resistance An interview with Franklin Foer about Big Tech and the fight for our minds
by Alex Tighe
It’s almost inevitable that we’re going to arrive at the day when government regulates the technology companies. All these horrors will add up and take their toll. It’s the the only reason to be optimistic.
Books That Change Lives, Apparently Iranian existentialists, chick lit grandmas and spitting in Morse code
by Jack Marx
How to win the Facebook competition to see who has the most exotic home library.
Drug dealers and drive-bys, gang rapes, and the war on terror Michael Mohammed Ahmad’s ‘The Lebs’
by Jack Cameron Stanton
“The problem is some people think the dumb Leb in the book is the dumb Leb who wrote it.”
Cathode Ray Comfort The demise of Asian video stores
by Jin Hien Lau
Most of these video stores are gone now in Sydney; in the age of streaming, even my 65-year-old mum uses YouTube on her phone to get the latest Taiwanese variety shows.
I’m Addicted to Antique Porn An old, dirty habit
by Charles Purcell
You stop playing Grand Theft Auto V to look at Louis XIV chairs. “Just look at the legs on those,” you think to yourself. “They just go on and on.”
Galluzzo Fruiterers Glebe Point Road’s Famous Family
by John Newton
Out front long time employee Steve Fante is arranging the streetfront display. “The principle,” he tells me, “is to arrange it to feed the eye.”
Great Wog Boozes of the Inner West Special lemonade, Tia Maria and Black Charlie
by Benito Di Fonzo
What could be more wholesome for a child than to help his father make illegal spirits?
Bilson at Table My Favourite Duck
by Tony Bilson
"I often view with evil intent families of ducks walking towards the ponds in Centennial Park."
On Hospitality A philosophy on dining behaviour
by Jim Hearn
"Much of the romance of food is generated by people with idealised versions of what their childhood meant... Their hospitality industry becomes Rosebud; a nostalgic rendering of what unconditional hospitality looks, tastes and smells like."