Will Cox writes fiction and arts criticism. He's based in Merri-bek.
Kath Duncan draws on her own experience for her play, Specials. “I hated it,” she says. “It was a torture chamber.”
At Peach PRC’s gig, it’s freezing, and the light rain and cold wind blowing in from St Kilda beach make for harsh conditions to fully embrace the experience.
Rain Dogs performed at The Tote in a gig that dripped with atmosphere and sweat.
Last night there was both a blood moon and Pulp’s return to Melbourne. I know which one I’ll remember better.
La Mama springs back to life with the opener of its 2026 season, 月を見る夜 Moongazing – a bilingual play written by Maki Morita modelled after the aesthetics of Noh theatre.
On the rest of her tour, Reneé Rapp plays normal evening shows. Here, she’s been folded into the tennis, playing a gig timed to fit before the women’s final.
Australian Open is a queer domestic comedy that serves up aces of absurdity, rapid-fire volleys of wit, and heavy groundstrokes of camp and cringe.
This month Victorian Opera will present the umpteenth staging of The Pirates of Penzance. And for the umpteenth time, it’ll be a hit.
At Maho Magic bar, magicians move from table to table – and for those feeling bold, you can choose from the mysterious magic menu and get a surprise performance.
“We’ve never peaked and we’re never going to.” Forty-three years after their last album was released, post-punk band Essendon Airport are back with something new. Kind of.