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Recently whilst undertaking my newly appointed position as 'Lieutenant groupie', I've
been privy, up close and rather personal with some pretty amazing new talent in Sydney
music. I've witnessed the exciting metaphorical rise of a previously unheard of band and have since concluded that things seem to happen with more ease the more names you can drop. For a while it's been a case of the more myspace friends you have, the more people perceive you as mythical when really the people logging on to the band page are all goofy musicians in their PJ's with bed hair and an impressive image. I'm not bagging the tendencies of today's pop culture or the people affiliated with it. It's in fact the opposite, I'm fascinated by it. I just find it curious that image is such a huge part of the way we operate in this crazy world today. Now pardon me while I go cut myself a fringe.

Dreams, slumberous states, and their innumerable related trajectories and
associations are quirkily explored in
Dead to the World, an exhibition of artworks by Melbourne's Adam Cruickshank and
Dell Stewart (working collectively under
the guise of Sleep Club).
Delightfully eccentric and curious, Dead
to the World is a colourfully cozy display of drawings, sculpture and installation that
serves to intrigue its audience with an
amiable aesthetic, and furthermore
perpetuate musing regarding the enigmatic, enfolding and escapist phenomenon of sleep.
JD

The US Presidential election isn’t for another 16 months, but the nomination campaigns are in high gear, especially online – and candidates aren’t the only ones getting in on the act. Our fav faux clips so far are the ones spoofing the stiff competition between Democrats Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama – check out BarelyPolitical.com’s ‘I got a crush on Obama’ and Taryn Southern’s ‘Hot4Hill.’ Somehow we can’t see anyone doing the same for John Howard.

It's not just the crepes and foi gras that get me. It's the history that pervades every part of Paris, from the pavements to the parks.
This enchanting set of cinematic vignettes sees a hit list of directors celebrate 'amor' amongst the patchwork diversity of the city of lights. Gus Vant Sant, the Cohen brothers, Wes Craven, Alexander Payne and 14 others, were given 2-3 days and a tiny budget to capture a curious encounter in each of the 20 arrondissements. A lovestruck vampire (Elijah Wood), a stoned starlet (Maggie Gyllenhaal), a grieving mother (Juliette Binoche) and my fav- Payne's American tourist practising her guidebook French narrates the moment she fell in love with Paris- left me longing for a Eurostar jaunt.
Paris Je'Taime

In the summer, NYC converts into a mystical blue-skied Valhalla, overflowing with brown-bagged beer, shirtless men, fluttering females, free concerts and the sexy smell of grass mixing with sweat.  All is blissful except one flaw: the ubiquitous old, rotund chap in a too tight Speedo in the park. After taking this picture, I told him to check out the boxer section of www.freshpair.com to find new, preferably more conservative ones.

Glitter smattered, with Ukulele in hand, musical wunderkind
Patrick Wolf finally made his first sojourn to Australia after 6 years of prodigal song-smithing.
With a beatific mix of old albums and new material from The Magic Position, Wolf brought whoops of delight and welling eyes. Humble, humorous and ridiculously talented, the cherubic Wolf, resplendent in Austro-Hungarian inspired attire with a sideways burst of flame for hair, moved from raging piano to gently plucked viola, treating us to the bare bones of his craft. With anecdotes of East London gypsy diasporas and drag queen advice for 13 years olds, his promise to return in October brought cries of sheer joy. Only 60 something sleeps!

Many would say 60,000 “flying rats”, or pigeons, as they’re more commonly known, swooping and scavenging around Melbourne’s laneways and lunch spots was more than enough. But as winter really hits, our feathery population has increased by a further 200 immigrants. Thanks to artist Omega Goodwin and his Pigeons of Melbourne project, a host of pink fibreglass pigeons have come to roost on the city trees with the aim of inspiring some optimism in us sombre Melburnians. "In America, some prisons paint the cells pink to make the inmates happier and I've heard of gridiron teams painting their changing rooms pink to relax opposition players before games.” Goodwin explains, “I'm hoping the pink pigeons will have the same effect."