the man in question

THE MAN IN QUESTION

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I looked into the man’s face. It was etched with suffering. He had no doubt fallen many times in his battles with Life. It looked to me like the greatest pain had not come...
hope, love & life

HOPE, LOVE & LIFE

As long as there’s hope We can still see the light It’s shinin’ there In the darkest of night As long as there’s hope As long as there’s hope We’ll be fine As long as there’s love We got nothin’ to fear In...
the new virus speak.

THE NEW VIRUS SPEAK.

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Now is the hour of our incontinence made glory-holed by sons of Michael Yorke. “Bark” the Hells Angels sing. It is a Far East bitter thing I do now than I have ever dung....
from the new underground

FROM THE NEW UNDERGROUND

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The emptiness of night followed me through a maze of situations that could’ve only been conceived by a drunk.  There were rivers of regret that sprang from my life. But they were not things one...
star

STAR

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The thing about a star is, you can take that person and drop them into obscurity in some remote place that doesn’t know who they are, and given time, they will shine again. Stars...
obituary to a world

OBITUARY TO A WORLD

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Everyone will get lauded And betrayed by a kiss I’ll call that Life, said God It is what it is And so it was And the story was told Till a man called Paul Rewrote it to be sold They...
salome

SALOME Review By Frank Howson.

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The Victorian Opera’s latest production of “Salome” is, in my opinion, a triumph. The huge stage and perfect acoustics of the landmark Palais Theatre, St. Kilda, were made for such a breathtaking spectacle. The...
billy elliot review by frank howson

BILLY ELLIOT Review by Frank Howson

Stephen Daldry’s skillful direction elevates the musical “Billy Elliot” from the potential syrupy quagmire of cute to the genuinely touching and ultimately thought-provoking result that is on display at the resplendent Regent Theatre, Melbourne. For...
nobody

NOBODY

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My name is Nobody The world don’t know my face When I was young My family moved from place to place Never done much schoolin’ Other kids called me dumb It made me kinda shy And damaged me some I’ve tried to be...

A Beautiful Day In The Neighbourhood

The film basically told through the eyes of the troubled and angry investigative reporter sent to interview Mr Rogers, balances for some time on whether the children's show host is too good to be true. Isn't it revealing that we feel more comfortable with people of darkness than people of light?