Josh Pyke should be taking notes from the Arapaho Indians of North America or the sub-Saharan Bedouin clans. Whether he is a perpetual nomad, a slave to his music or just a sucker for punishment, it seems that, no sooner…

I know she is there. My eyes are closed, the sun still sleeps, no movement or breath may reach me, but I feel her touch from inches apart. Hearts entwined through space and time, cocooned in love we will never be…

Let’s face it – you’ve got more chance of finding a leprechaun riding a unicorn while munching a four-leaf clover sandwich than hearing the words, “you know, I think Tony Abbott is pretty good for this country” uttered by anyone…

When was the last time you saw global warming? We’ve all seen the charts and read the stats, but have you ever tripped over a pile of greenhouse emissions, got scalded by a drastically heated ocean, been sucker punched by…

Beads of salt water slowly form at the tips of Jessica’s still-wet hair, a mug of coffee steams gently, her shivering hands clutched tightly around it, desperately trying to leech what heat they can to regain their warmth. Fresh from…

When you think hip-hop certain unavoidable connotations arise. Stereotypes infiltrate your mind’s eye, and mind’s ear, with everything from gold chains and pristine Adidas sneakers to lyrics rich in poppin’ caps, intimate relations with the law enforcement and an over-healthy…

Every festival has it’s niche. For some, such as Soundwave, it is an adrenalin-fuelled, whiplash-inducing headbang-fest. Woodford is about a more spiritual appreciation of music and ecology. Splendour in the Grass, Falls Festival, Big Day Out, all about the big…

At this very moment, in a small town called Bentley, bulldozers are poised on the brink of destruction. Destruction of clean, safe drinking water, destruction of the local flora, fauna and ecosystem, destruction of the health and well being of…

There is little question that ‘Morning of the Earth‘ is one of the most profoundly influential surf films of all time. ‘The Endless Summer’, ‘The Hot Generation’, Albe Falzon’s magnum opus is in very distinguished, and very minimal, company. When…

As I have recently written, Bali, in the sense of a picture-postcard, tropical paradise, has had its time. Murky waters, trash like confetti on streets and beaches and more traffic year-round than Byron Bay on Boxing Day has left the…