There are no male toilets in the Australian Institute of Music on Foveaux Street, Surry Hills.
Too many framed and autographed Scandal'Us photos hog the walls. A ratio of 3:2 in their favour against every other student and singer that has passed through the halls of said institute.
Odd.
Brilliant contrast then against the showcase of graduating students. Riveting, warbling, sterling and all sorts of adjectives to describe a fixed state of attention. A lone dancer dances a dance through an ensemble piece about moving on. Correlation and connection far from the mind.
Weaving through, subplots within a non-existent and partially self-effacing plot. Thematically stylish and slightly rough around the edges. An overall fantastic display of what the class has to offer the world.
And all without costing a single cent of a dollar.
Soon Van - Tuesday, July 5, 2005 - 15:18
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