Dear Grindr and Madonna, Nobody asked for this. And I say that with respect. Well, not respect exactly. More like the strained patience of a gay man who simply wanted to open an app in peace and instead got drafted into a pop rollout. I understand the idea. Grindr. Madonna. The gays. A cross-promotion. A […]
I’ve touched on this before, the idea that Sydney changes, and so does gay Sydney. The venues, the parties, the people, the energy of it all. But I keep coming back to it, because I think it deserves its own space. And maybe because the more I think about it, the less I see that […]
My brain is very, very good at being busy. Not in a sad, overworked, “I’ve chained my worth to productivity” kind of way.More in a click, whirr, go kind of way. If there’s something to do, somewhere to be, a problem to solve, a project to move, a plan to make, an admin task to […]
There’s a certain kind of compliment people give when they don’t quite know where to place you professionally. “You’ve got great energy.”“You’re such a people person.”“You bring so much personality to the team.” Which is lovely. And true. I do have excellent energy, thank you for noticing. But there’s always been a small part of […]
There’s a particular kind of romance that thrives between about 11pm and sunrise. It starts on dance floors. In smokers’ areas. In the line for the bathroom. In that strange, heightened stretch of the night where everyone’s sweaty, gorgeous, open, and just vulnerable enough to start talking like the night means more than it probably […]
Beresford Sundays have given me a few stories over the years. There was the time I got so drunk I decided to confront an international pop star who happened to be there, and somehow the confrontation was charming enough that it ended in a date. And then there was the time a guy I went […]
This blog has been sitting in my drafts for ages. It’s taken a few forms. At one point it was sharper, more frustrated, more obviously about how quick people are to critique gay nightlife in Sydney. And while I still think there’s truth in that, every time I came back to it, it never quite […]
For some reason, over the past few weeks, I’ve started doing something that feels oddly unfamiliar and deeply familiar at the same time: I’ve been watching Friday night footy. NRL. On purpose. Enjoying it. And I can’t fully explain why. It’s not like I’ve suddenly become one of those people with strong opinions about forward […]
I think one of the strangest parts of getting older is realising your parents were never as fixed, certain, or all-knowing as they seemed when you were a kid. At some point, without really noticing when it happened, I came to a conclusion that unsettled me in a way I’m still sitting with: It really […]
There comes a point on some nights out where I stop talking. Not because I’m in a mood.Not because I’m bored.Not because I’m cooked.Not because I suddenly have nothing to say. It’s usually because every sound in the room is already saying so much. One minute I’m fine. Drink in hand. Conversation flowing. Music loud […]
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