After a weekend on the town with a southern friend, I was intrigued to discover Woodlands, the latest bar in the Valley that's so cool (because) that no one knows about it.
This latest haven of hipsters is hidden down an access lane, decked out in a familiar eclectic decor and filled to the lolly brim with ironic floral prints, ragamuffin hair and tortoiseshell hornrims. Some vapid arts student I ended up chatting with declared she frequents the place because 'I heard they played the Smiths so I was sold'. Farking hell... (I'll save that rant for another evening).
I'm all for interesting decor and a different crowd but there's a movement gathering momentum north of the border that's been brewing for a while but only recently has really started to fester.
Brisbane, more-so than any other capital is hell-bent on being Melbourne. It's a strange ideal for 'Australia's New World City' that pervades most of the planning direction in the city.
The 'Vibrant Laneways' program has set out the vision for the city's unused spaces to become new corridors of culture, shopping and activity. But hang on... I can go to Melbourne and do that. And they do it well.
A recent walk down Albert Street on my lunch break highlighted council's failure. A small laneway had been decked out in fake grass and some el cheapo plastic chairs and tables scattered about whilst a miserable looking Jack Johnson wannabe was entertaining the wincing few that chose to take up the offer.
Melbourne has culture. Sydney has the harbour. Brisbane has... And there-in lies the problem. The solution is not to plagiarise our southern cousins but to do something unique with what we've got. Long regarded as a cultural wasteland, the solution is not to turn into Melbourneland.
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Brisbane, more-so than any other capital is hell-bent on being Melbourne. It's a strange ideal for 'Australia's New World City' that pervades most of the planning direction in the city.
The 'Vibrant Laneways' program has set out the vision for the city's unused spaces to become new corridors of culture, shopping and activity. But hang on... I can go to Melbourne and do that. And they do it well.
A recent walk down Albert Street on my lunch break highlighted council's failure. A small laneway had been decked out in fake grass and some el cheapo plastic chairs and tables scattered about whilst a miserable looking Jack Johnson wannabe was entertaining the wincing few that chose to take up the offer.
Melbourne has culture. Sydney has the harbour. Brisbane has... And there-in lies the problem. The solution is not to plagiarise our southern cousins but to do something unique with what we've got. Long regarded as a cultural wasteland, the solution is not to turn into Melbourneland.
This is what Brisbane does well: day parties, live music, beer gardens, the river (currently polluted and unused). A bit of money spent on what we've got will pay dividends well into the future.
Hot Right Now: Differentiation and individualism.
Not Right Now: Try hards.
Fin.