When I was 23, I dated a guy because he had a sweet DVD collection. Like, every cool DVD you could think of, he had it – and more. In the first week of us dating, he had a house party where all his cool friends showed up (one of them had a dreadlock), and he strummed his guitar in the courtyard. I got so drunk I had to puke. Continue Reading
Debbie Harry doesn’t like things to be polished. That goes for Ghost in The Shell (“They’ve cleaned it up – and it was such a good anime,” she says with a sigh), as much as it does the sound of her music. Blondie, the rock band with which the singer-songwriter-bombshell has long been synonymous, grew out of the mid-’70s New York punk scene. Although ‘punk’, as Debbie reminds us, didn’t officially exist at that stage. Continue Reading
A few weeks ago, we scattered my uncle’s ashes into the beach. We all grieved differently. My mum quivered on the edge of the pier. My 12-year-old cousin quietly sobbed. And someone scooped a portion of my uncle’s ashes to keep in a plastic zip-lock bag. At the get-together afterwards, my grandparents refused to cry. Continue Reading
Comic books weren’t really a part of my childhood – but superheroes were. The Wonder Woman TV series was on when I was a kid, and it just changed my life. Here was this ridiculous woman in this ridiculous outfit, jumping over cars and punching bad guys. It was just so enthralling and empowering. But I didn’t make the transition into comic books, because the very odd time that I would see a comic book at the newsagency, they’d be all about Thor and Hulk, and I would think, Who the fuck are these characters? Continue Reading
My order at my local café is so predictable it’s a joke. I’ve been ordering scrambled eggs with kale and tomatoes every Saturday and Sunday for the past two years. When there are new staff members, I explain, “Just so you know, I order this every time – because there is so much in my life that’s unpredictable, BUT THE EGGS I CAN CONTROL.” Everybody laughs. But the reality is that, even though I don’t live in a warzone, or live in fear of being deported, my life can turn to shit at any given moment – and frequently does. Continue Reading
They’re called earworms: songs that get stuck in your head and create a “cognitive itch” that you just can’t seem to get rid of, no matter how hard you scratch. It was German psychiatrist Cornelius Eckert who first described such tunes as earworms (or Ohrwürmer) back in 1979 – but people have been getting music stuck in their consciousness for way longer than that. Continue Reading
“My father is African-American and Spanish. My mum’s Aboriginal, Malay and Mauritian. My father was in the marines and met my mum in Perth. It was a whirlwind love affair. At the age of three, we moved over to the States and lived there till I was nine. It was an interesting experience, getting to know my African-American culture, but I felt very insecure, because over in America, a lot of people said, ‘You’re mixed,’ because I have mixed ancestry. I didn’t understand what that meant. Continue Reading
My butt is living its own life; I am merely its carrier. Yes, I am a person and my butt is part of me, but if you knew my butt, you would know that it merits its own life story. So here it is. In 1983, my butt was born, attached to me. It was, in many ways, a butt like many other butts, but over time it grew and grew, bigger and more rotund than the rest of me, and with the consistency of uncooked sourdough. Continue Reading
She’s known for many things: a lifelong career in stand-up comedy, interviewing the biggest celebrities in the world for her own TV show, and script editing a little sitcom called Absolutely Fabulous. But in recent years, Ruby Wax has become a “poster girl” for mental health, sharing her own experiences with depression (she was at one point institutionalised), and what she’s learned about mindfulness-based cognitive therapy (she has a master’s degree on the topic from Oxford University). Continue Reading
Bailing on one of America’s most prestigious music schools after only one semester was never in Margaret Glaspy’s plans. “I didn’t want to be college dropout, necessarily,” the singer-songwriter says. “It had a negative connotation in my mind. But at the same time, I didn’t really care.” Her reasons were financial. Money was tight (read: non-existent) for the girl from rural California, and attending Berklee College of Music was a costly affair – even with a grant to her name. She stuck around Boston, nonetheless. After all, she’d made plenty of new musically inclined friends (including future partner, jazz guitarist Julian Lage). “When you drop out of school and the rest of your friends keep going, you find yourself feeling a little bit uncomfortable at times, saying, ‘What am I doing?’” she says. “In retrospect, though, I’m really happy; I don’t have a bunch of school debt and I still did my thing.”
Her thing is folk music with delightfully rough edges, but Margaret’s influences reach far and wide, from Joni Mitchell to Michael Jackson (“Thriller is just so perfect,” she says) to metal legends Rage Against the Machine. “I feel like they’re one of the few bands who have just really spoken their minds and have had a pretty radical message at all times,” she says. “They’ve always stirred me up in the best way – at a young age, especially. I remember hearing their music coming out of my brother’s room, not knowing what it was and being a little scared of it. Then, coming into my own, I started to discover those records for myself and realised they really spoke to me. They still do.”
Following her decision to quit Berklee, Margaret worked a multitude of jobs and counts a restaurant, a bookstore, a jewellery store and a bakery amongst her former workplaces. “They were all side-jobs and what they facilitated was me paying my rent,” she says. “Working in the bakery was good because I washed dishes and didn’t have to talk to anyone, so I could just work on songs in my head.” Some of those songs feature on her self-released EPs Homeschool and If & When; others on her debut album Emotions and Math, released earlier this year through ATO Records. “Emotions and Math kind of collected itself over a period of time,” she says, “so I feel like I’ve been in lots of different states when making it. And I’m in such a different place now that the record is out. Before, I was just doing whatever I needed to do in order to have the time and space to write.”
Nowadays, the 27-year-old’s touring schedule is so rigorous, she’s rarely at her Manhattan apartment. “I can’t own anything that lives, because I’m never home,” she says. “I love dogs, though. They’re just so adorable, loyal and sweet. I’m always wishing I could have a King Cavalier; I want a Cavalier puppy so badly! It’s my dream. Someday.” Until then, she’ll continue spending every moment she can back home in the private library across the road.
“Only members are allowed inside,” she explains. “They have all these private reading rooms, and they also have private writing rooms. I kind of aspire to write prose; I think about writing a book someday. So I tuck away into the writing rooms and either work on lyrics or just kind of research. It’s a pretty special place for me.”
This article first appeared in frankie magazine issue 76 (Mar/Apr 2017).
“I grew up in Paris and my parents were very old school – so no TV, no Star Wars. My parents had friends who knew about Star Trek and were like, ‘It’s OK, there’s no violence,’ so I went to see the first movie, The Motion Picture, when I was eight. People knock down The Motion Picture because nothing happens, but I found it very soothing. Continue Reading
DOMAIN INTERCHANGE This is where all the action is, folks. It’s not just a place to switch trams, but also a place to run into people you haven’t seen for years. “Oh,” you say, “I didn’t know you took this tram!” Well, as a matter of fact, they take this tram every day to work. You start mentally reconfiguring your entire schedule in order to avoid this person in future while you engage in small talk that accidentally leads to a conversation about their failing liver. Continue Reading
CHANNEL THE TUMBLEWEED “America is definitely my homeland, but I almost feel like my nationality is ‘immigrant’. It’s American, but it’s also different. There are obviously really horrible politicians who make you feel extra-different for being an immigrant, and they are hypocrites, because they are descendants of immigrants themselves. But it’s a feeling that I think you never really shake, and I wouldn’t want to, because I’m very proud of it. I love that I get to have all these different roots in me. I have roots from Russia, from Ukraine, from Belarus, from Poland, from Germany. And the cool thing is that with all these roots and tumbleweeding around for my job, I really get to be a citizen of the world.”
EAT THE LOCAL GRUB “Everywhere I go, I find the most beautiful food. When I went and played in Russia, I think I had borsch three times a day, every day. It’s my favourite food. But I think so much of enjoying food has to do with the vibe – who’s serving it and who’s around you. On tour you end up having these really nice moments where after a long day, you’ll find some place and all of a sudden you’re having blini with a really good beer in Prague, or a perfect herring in Stockholm. I love all that Scandinavian stuff too; I’m such a pickles and herring kind of person.”
TURN YOUR BACK ON FEAR “Sometimes I’ll go on tour and if I’m jetlagged or I can’t sleep, I’ll just watch television, and I’ll have tears streaming down my face, because I’m just so horrified at what’s happening and the sorrow and the cruelty that goes on in the world. And then you start to not feel safe anywhere. I think when that happens it’s more important to tune out and take care of your own internal weather, because you can do more good in the world when you are feeling strong and safe. It’s very hard to do good things and make good work and feel inspired and connected when you’re scared.”
LET YOUR CITY BE YOUR MUSE “I feel so inspired when I’m in my hometown, New York. It’s something about the rhythm of walking everywhere. You start to walk everywhere, and then as you walk, all these stories unfold around you at a very fast pace. You sort of tune in and out, seeing all these micro-novels that might last ten seconds, but there are entire universes in there. I write music all the time when I’m in New York; I just generate it more. I write other places too, and obviously when I tour I try to discover as much as I can, but oftentimes where I’m able to actually process it into something, into music is New York.”
PLAY ALL THE ANGLES “The cool thing about being near your children is that you actually get to see the wonders of pretty much every place. I mean, you can have the best time crawling underneath a table. That can be the best place for an entire evening. It’s a very nice headspace. I even think that people who aren’t necessarily with children all the time should seek out kids here and there, just to be reminded of that headspace of wonder, how every place is just awesome.”
This article first appeared in frankie magazine issue 74 (Nov/Dec 2016).
“I did an honours degree on the little penguin – the smallest species of penguin that exists. There’s a colony at The Twelve Apostles on the Great Ocean Road, and I did my research down there. It hadn’t been studied in over 20 years, so I worked out their population size and breeding success, and that’s when I really fell in love with penguins. Continue Reading
Do you remember that scene in Good Will Hunting where Robin Williams’ character, the sweet, wise psychologist, recalls how he met the love of his life? It’s the typical Hollywood bullshit in many respects: guy sees girl who captures his attention, then he pursues her with relentless obsession, which borders on harassment. Continue Reading
Julia Jacklin needs space. Space to think and space to write. So it’s fortunate, then, that she should get a Sydney sharehouse garage all to herself. “It’s just very cold and very hot,” she says. “But it’s been great because it’s really cheap. And it gives me privacy, which isn’t that common in shared living situations.” Continue Reading
Like all self-respecting citizens of Melbourne, I’m an arsehole when it comes to my coffee. On average, I drink around five cups of Joe a day, and I like at least two of those Joes to be barista-made. But not made by any barista; I need my coffee made by my barista, otherwise I hate life, hate society and rue the day I was born. Continue Reading
WINSTON CHURCHILL The British PM never apologised – except to cats. During a phone conversation with the Lord Chancellor, Churchill’s tabby Mickey played with the phone cord. Churchill shouted, “Get off the line, you fool!” Then explained to the Lord Chancellor: “Not you.” The wartime leader later begged Mickey’s forgiveness. Continue Reading
Former physiotherapist Erin O’Callaghan always knew that she wanted to grow veggies. “I just wanted to grow veggies for my local community,” she says. Although she’d always kept veggie patches and felt the constant “itch to be outside a bit more”, it was only when she went back home to to care for grandmother that she decided to pursue farming full-time. Continue Reading
When I was 17, I did work experience at my local newspaper. I was in year 12, it was my holidays; I really should have been out there losing my virginity or at least licking someone’s face. But instead, I wrote articles about local politics and tagged along with journalists (my heroes) when they went out on the road to do interviews. Continue Reading
THE MEANING OF LOVE “I don’t even know when I first fell in love – I’m still trying to figure out what love means. On a daily basis, I contemplate: what does it mean? Is love possession of another person, or is love more platonic? I always fall back on Kerouac when it comes to concepts of love; he had a pretty zen attitude about people just supporting each other. I guess that’s where I’m at today.” Continue Reading
“I was never into conventional Australian sports as a kid. When I was about five, Mum started getting a bit worried, saying, ‘You need to get out of the house.’ So she found this ad in the local paper for a circus school, signed me up and I just kept going. First you learn tumbling, cartwheels and backflips. Then juggling, aerial skills, trampoline – all the basic skills every circus performer needs. Then as you get older, you find the one you really like doing, and that becomes your speciality. For me, it was hula hoops, which is now my full-time career.
“I saw another girl performing it at a circus festival when I was about 13. I thought, She looks pretty cool; she’s got a cool costume on; I want to do that one! So it was really random. I had a few teachers, but most of it I learnt off YouTube. I’d be in my lounge room after school and on the weekends, I’d find a video I liked and replay it hundreds of times, looking at every little thing that person was doing, and just repeat, repeat, repeat. I smashed a lot of things in my house – I still do. But it’s all about patience. Like anything with circus, it’s just putting in the time and the effort.
“My act is choreographed, very similar to a dance. So I’ve got the music, I’ve got the costume, I’ve got the vibe. It’s normally about five minutes, and I just pack in as many tricks as I can. I’ve got a lot of skills that I’ve honed from different countries, because different countries have different specialities in hula hoops. China’s known for very flexible tricks; Ukraine’s very good at juggling. I’ve trained with them and taken what I can. It requires a lot of multi-tasking, balance and knowing what your body’s doing. But after seven years it’s kind of become muscle memory; I don’t think at all. I can do it asleep at four o’clock in the morning.
“There’s about 15 professional hula hoopers in Australia and we’re all friends. If we’re in the same city, we’ll meet up, train together, exchange tricks. It’s a really inclusive community, and I think that’s true of circus in general. All circus performers are welcome at other spaces around the world; you just have to give a heads up if you’re coming. So I can go to Portugal, for example, and say, ‘Hey, I don’t know anyone here, I’m a circus performer, help me,’ and people will open their doors, give me a bed, tell me who I can train with. It’s like a giant family.
“Personally, I like to make all my costumes myself. I’m always looking for costume designs at Spotlight. At the moment, I’m really into 1950s traditional circus outfits, like full corseted costumes – they look so beautiful. My favourite outfit is this vintage 1950s crop top with swing dancing frills. It’s white and got matching high-waisted pants. I actually found it in an op shop in Paris. I’m always op-shopping.
“We don’t have any specific diets. Just try and lay off the ice-cream, that’s about it. I always try and keep fit, but I think circus does that for me. It’s very therapeutic. It’s actually used as therapy for people with disabilities, social insecurities or anything like that. Everyone can get something out of circus. There is no too young, too old, too inexperienced. It’s great for joint movement, flexibility, all-round fitness, focus and self-confidence. No one walks out of a circus class going, ‘Oh my god, did you see my thighs?’ Everyone comes out with a really positive outlook on life.”
Image: Olga Bennett
This article first appeared in frankie magazine issue 75 (Jan/Feb 2017).
When I’m with a guy, I tend to become addicted to his many smells. Because, of course, a man doesn’t produce just one smell. His hair produces one, his neck produces another, his armpits produce another still … and then there’s a whole symphony of smells that he directs, hopefully, towards the toilet. (Fortunately, I haven’t been with any men who pride themselves on the pungency of their farts, but I do believe they’re out there, somewhere, feasting on buckets of beans right now.) Continue Reading
Meghan Remy is the founding member and “head curator” of U.S. Girls – a collaborative music project in which Meghan sings from the point of view of fractured heroines over hypnotic loops and experimental recordings. But the Toronto-based lass, who started playing in bands in Illinois at 15, doesn’t consider herself a musician. Continue Reading
Love your hair, love yourself. This is the mantra that underpins the Curly Hair and Natural Hair Movements – a global community of women (and men) who are redefining standards in beauty by embracing their natural curls. At the forefront of the movement’s Australian faction is Neel Morley, whose Melbourne Salon, Neel Loves Curls, is one of the few specialist curly hairdressers in the country.
“This is a curly hair sanctuary,” he says, as he gently performs his trademark twisting and clipping technique to his client’s hair. “Curly hair isn’t taught in Australia. It’s very sad. And a lot of curly-haired people go to salons feeling like second-class citizens.”
I am one of them. I have naturally curly hair. Effie hair. A wog fro. Throughout my childhood, people used to come up and play with my long, curly hair, fondling it, making amused noises and walking away. It was as though there were a curious-looking dog attached to my head – like a mythological beast perhaps, like a minotaur, only cuter – and people took some small pleasure in coming over to have a play. It was for me as it is for anybody who finds themselves in the position of being petted by the general public: disgusting.
And so, like many of Neel’s clients, when the instruments of straightening became available to me, I embarked upon a lifetime of ironing my natural curls into oblivion, aspiring to conform to something more normal, more safe. I have roughly spent two hours per week straightening my hair for 12 years. That’s 5000 hours of my life (to date) I have dedicated to resembling somebody else’s idea of beautiful – and basically wasting my time.
Although the Natural Hair Movement has existed since the mid-1990s, it has been more recently that the community, also known as #TeamNatural, and their ethos of self-love and self-acceptance has found a wider audience. “A lot of women have just destroyed their hair and are just trying to bring it back to life,” Neel says. “I get people who say, ‘But I need to straighten my hair, Neel. I have a corporate job, I need to look smart.’ I always say, ‘If you wear your curls properly and you hydrate them, then they’ll look amazing.”
Neel sees himself as not only a curly hair educator (I left his sunny, Liberace-inspired mini hair palace with instructions to get hold of and study Curly Girl: The Handbook, a bible which I was assured would – and has – changed my life), but as a best friend to his clients who comes from across the country to seek out his services. “Channel Minnie Driver,” he says. “Channel Shakira. Some people haven’t seen their natural curly hair not frizzy, or they haven’t seen how their hair can sit really beautifully, because sadly there’s not a lot of hairdressers like me, doing what I’m doing.”
Neel recommends the Curly Girl method: no shampoo, no sulphates and no parabens. “The best things for curly hair are coconut oil and lavender oil,” Neel says. “Get a water spray bottle, pop some lavender oil in it and spritz it through your hair on day two or day three. It’ll refresh the curls.” Neel advises to seek out recipes from the Curly Girl bible, now available in all libraries across Melbourne’s northern suburbs, upon Neel’s personal insistence. “I’m a different realm,” he says, speaking to his level of curl obsession. “I spend 50 hours a week looking at curly hair and I don’t ever let go. It’s really hard.”
Image: Hilary Walker
This article first appeared in frankie magazine issue 62 (Nov/Dec 2014).