Mistletonia Xmas Party

This extraordinary book takes you into the 117 miles of man-made tunnels and disused quarries underneath the streets of Paris. Created over 400 years...

Like the crackle of a spinning 7” record, C.R.A.Z.Y is a film thick with the sound, sights and signifiers of eras past, whenMarlborough Lights...

Now, a real lady would never reveal her sources. That is why ThreeThousand asked this charmless hack to let all you tramps out there know that LADY has...

The desperation of watching music videos on Rage at 3am can be an intensely private experience. Waiting for one more good song before you go to bed...

What do you get when you cross a well-over-it’s-use-by-date Fletcher Jones skirt, circa 1993, with a sports jacket you’d pick up from a thrift...

Like P-plate drivers, many of us refuse to believe that we are breakable. It takes moments of pain and legacies such as scars to remind us that flesh...

If you do not know Mr Vernon Chalker or Mr Michael Delany then to be sure you have missed out on some grand nights on the town. But that is OK, because...

Veronica Kent and Sean Peoples are Scanners. Well, I can't prove it but they have been openly dabbling with telepathy as a means to explore the dynamics...

If your idea of a workshop is more to do with thinking than drinking, then you need to enrol in Workshop 413-417. Industrial by both name and by nature...

The Skin Project, by Brooklyn artist Shelley Jackson, is a 2095-word story published exclusively in tattoos, one word at a time, on the skin of volunteers.

Jackson...

PM: Lamington Drive is a pretty weird name for a gallery.

JW: Jeremy Wortsman is an even weirder name, so that wasn't an option.

PM: Why did you...

More often than not, dressing is a balancing act. Lean too far one way and you’re more masculine than Annie Hall, too far the other and Alannah...

Kitsune Maison 7 is a 19-track aural orgy - there's pleasure, a few gags, but plenty to get jiggy with. Like the six instalments before it, this compilation...

Sunshine Cleaning made its debut at last year's Sundance Film Festival, and the trailer makes it look very ‘Sundance', know wam sayin? Uplifting...

Biopics are perhaps the suckiest genre in all of cinema. Interesting lives almost never translate to interesting cinema, and their main appeal is showing...

This small exhibition in South Yarra is only on for a few more days, but is a compelling enough concept to make the journey. Stephen Haley's Mesh is...

Would you like to dine like a swine or lounge like a lizard? Canary Club, the latest offering from the guys who run Hairy Canary, might be able to help...

Julien Temple has a long career in music video, and directed the fascinating Sex Pistols doco, The Filth And The Fury, back in 2000. It used snippets...

1978 New York was a very different place. Junkies, trannies, punk bands... junkie tranny punk bands.

New York Noise showcases the whole flea-ridden...

Ooh-Ee is no newcomer to the Melbourne DJ scene and, with over seven years' experience, he can win over the most diverse of crowds. Not many DJs can...

Is there anything more intriguing than Japanese pop culture? We can't get enough. In a country of Japanophiles most of us would gladly trade our island...

The summer release of Weirdo Rippers saw No Age bring together a collection of songs that had spanned five independently released EPs, as kind of an...

When Patti Smith moved to NYC in 1967 she said she was going to "kick poetry's ass". Obviously it was not only poetry's butt that had the...

Don't you think it's hard to stay cool in an age of relentless cultural turnover? There is always some new-fangled form of music or art or something to...

At some time or another we’ve all had that crazy notion that it’s much cheaper to make your own lunch. It’s not. By the time you buy...

Dragging one's ass out of bed might be necessary for the film festival, even if you do it Schembri-style in a pair of trackies and a matching snarl...

What’s your favourite song? Well it’s about to become a whole lot favouriter: the long awaited, much hyped iBuzz has come to town. This naughty...

Lover n. devotee, follower, fan. The definition says it all. And we have to admit it's hard not to be a follower of Lover the label. (God knows we've...

Charlie Kaufman's first feature as director is uncompromisingly weird and will make you feel either really smart or really dumb. You might stroll out...

In true Melbourne style, Murmur Bar is tucked away down a dark little way with only a faintly glowing sign to mark its presence. But, unlike some other...

It's fair to say that my mother has always had her doubts, and Animal Shelter is not the sort of magazine I want to leave lying around for her to find...

The mid-fifties were great for drive-in cinemas, beat poets and swing dancing. But the victims of the Cold War and Soviet Union vs America space-race...

Cutting your own hair at 12.40am after six or eight beers is a lonely, unnerving business. But wetting my hair in the bathroom mirror, I'm definitely...

A new Dan Deacon album is a sure sign to rejoice. Bromst lives up to the standard of his gloriously obnoxious 2007 release, Spiderman of the Rings...

Happy tummy = not grumpy.

Batch (or Bach) in New Zealandish means a kind of holiday shack, rustic and familiar. Batch in Carlisle St is like a retreat...

Right now, Mumbai looms in the Western imagination as a place where terrorists gun down tourists in luxury hotels. I can't work out if now's a good or...

Okay, this is the big one. Bret Easton Ellis calls it 'the doorstop'. When my friend Dan was reading it on the tram, he called it 'the chick magnet'...

On the radio smash “Nobody Move, Nobody Get Hurt”, We Are Scientists announce “If you wanna use my body/ go for it”. That’s...

The great thing about Melbourne is it's super flat. No hills. No mountains. No volcanos or steep inclines. If you have a bike and a functioning pair of...

With a name like Lover, it is not enough merely to be loved - as this Australian label surely is - you must, like the great seducers of history, love...