The present is a horrid place. This week's the week for delusion. Regress. Progress. Repress. Your psych's gonna love this. 10) The Australian Ballet's Verve 23rd-30th June It's a bittersweet symphony. All the beauty, all the majesty, the knowledge you should technically be entranced by the grace and...
Singing idol; singing, idle. Oncomau is here once again with a week to heat you up, calm you down and birth you sideways. 10) Tubular Bells for Two 15th June Virgin unleashed. Live. One Album. Two Men. Too Many Instruments. This'll be a date that'll ring throughout the...
Welcome, revellers, to the launch of the beginning of the end feat. the beginning. 10) Happy Mag Issue 8 Launch 16th June Bid farewell to Sydney Vivid, it's time for these birds to shine. Happy Mag's celebrating the launch of their inaugural photo issue between the legs of The...
This week, no talking. It's time to alter the hell out of your base senses. 10) Cern at Free Dope 1st-2nd June Free dope. Now that we have your attention, start off your week with the end of the last and join dark drum and bassist Cern at Free...
Psychedelic light shows, bloody severed limbs and glittering voguing qweens abound in a haze of jazz this week. Breathe it in. 10) Blue Wednesday 6th June Finally, a place to wear that fedora you bought during the era when Jason Mraz was a thing. It's not that the...
Brain aching for stimulation? Relax. oncomau is here to provide. From the lowest of high culture to the loftiest lowbrow, we've got enough intellectual and gastronomical stimulation to compensate for at least a solid week of Netflix binging and second-hand vape fumes. 10) Sensor[ed] 10th May-8th June Engage...
This hedonistic lifestyle of over-consumption is going to kill us all. And this week's the week! Dance to your grave and die laughing with oncomau's litany of temptations. 10) Apparatus for Transtemporal Occurrence of Impending Space From 25th May Youth is no longer immune to a sense of impending...
Matchboxes, brooms, garbage cans, Zippo lighters. You're out a hundred bucks and you have no idea what the hell is happening. No need for worry. This is culture. Those oddly threatening, sweaty people in tattered overalls are not heroin addicts. You won't be in that seedy back alley...