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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
Sydney doesn’t really have four seasons. It has gay seasons. Small, rotating windows of parties, long weekends, questionable decisions, and the recurring belief that this one will be chill. Right now, we’re in Mardi Gras Recovery. Also known as the time of year when every gay man in Sydney is either coughing glitter, apologising to […]
When I was younger, I used to sneak out of bed late at night to watch Queer as Folk (the US version) on SBS. Not porn. Not even anything explicit by today’s standards. But back then? It felt forbidden. Electric. Like I was accessing a world I wasn’t meant to see yet. I’d sit there […]
Back properly into the daily grind this week, and it had me thinking, workplaces run on caffeine, but not just for the obvious reasons. Coffee isn’t just a drink, it’s a social currency. There’s a kind of diplomacy that happens when you offer to grab someone a coffee, or make one for them in the […]
I’m still thinking about Heated Rivalry. Like, walking around the apartment smiling to myself thinking about it. I expected it to be fun. Sexy. A guilty pleasure kind of show you half-watch in bed. But somewhere between episode one and the finale, it became something else entirely, tender, intimate, grounding. The kind of gay love […]
Ah yes, the sacred Sydney gay ritual:“I’m laying low for a bit.”“No more big nights for me.”“I’m focusing on my health.” And then, like clockwork, the messages starting flying:“So… what’s the plan for the long weekend?” Suddenly, we’re booked. Outfits are being couriered. Someone’s dusting off the mesh tank and pretending they’ve always liked circuit […]
Growing up in Orange, my family had a nightly ritual. At 7pm sharp, the TV flicked on, and without fail we were transported to Summer Bay. Home & Away wasn’t just a show, it was a staple, a kind of family glue. Among the familiar faces, Irene always stood out. She wasn’t just a character; […]
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