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elfinblazeFrom to book Get Over It, by Phillip Scott:
"So we put our feet up and soon fell to reminiscing. I'd almost forgotten, but Andrew had actually spent a night in prison after the first Mardi Gras march. He'd been an entirely different person then and had only landed in the clink because he'd been in a seventies kind of relatonship with an outspoken activist.
Now Andrew reminded me about the first time he'd ever seen gay porn - at Angel's rundown terrace in Darlinghurst. Magazines, of course, from the pre-video Stone Age.
Angel's terrace had eventually been demolished to make way for an expressway. A lot of Sydney was like that, we agreed. Places which were once so important disappeared all the time. If they weren't pulled down they were enclosed in smokey glass and rendered unrecognisable. Soon the new millenium would be in full swing and we'd have nothing to show for the old one. What's more, nobody would care."
Ahh yes, Sydney. :)
I think Sydney has an identity crisis. Has had for years. It's not sure how to label itself. Old or new? Radical and traditional? British, Asian, European, American, International. Lazy, overworked, and spoilt.
It's lovely reading books set in a familiar city.
"So we put our feet up and soon fell to reminiscing. I'd almost forgotten, but Andrew had actually spent a night in prison after the first Mardi Gras march. He'd been an entirely different person then and had only landed in the clink because he'd been in a seventies kind of relatonship with an outspoken activist.
Now Andrew reminded me about the first time he'd ever seen gay porn - at Angel's rundown terrace in Darlinghurst. Magazines, of course, from the pre-video Stone Age.
Angel's terrace had eventually been demolished to make way for an expressway. A lot of Sydney was like that, we agreed. Places which were once so important disappeared all the time. If they weren't pulled down they were enclosed in smokey glass and rendered unrecognisable. Soon the new millenium would be in full swing and we'd have nothing to show for the old one. What's more, nobody would care."
Ahh yes, Sydney. :)
I think Sydney has an identity crisis. Has had for years. It's not sure how to label itself. Old or new? Radical and traditional? British, Asian, European, American, International. Lazy, overworked, and spoilt.
It's lovely reading books set in a familiar city.
