conversation

Hipster coffee, they have popped up everywhere, New Town's full of them. You know what I’m talking about, they're really cool with their stained wooden table, stripped bare brick walls, no furniture, just coffee sacks, cause it's too cool to have any, coffee sacks will do, and half piece of old surfboard sign from 1959, something like that. Very intimidating if you're over certain age. I walked in one the other day and found I was the only person there who do not have an Edwardian Cricket beard. Very excluded, I felt.

Everybody is in the same position, looking for, trying to looking for something, or anything in fact, to believe in.

Nobody goes to countryside nowadays, when is the last time you spoken to somebody from country. Have you ever had conversation with these people? "What did you do today?" "Ur... I had some soup!" "Oh, for fuck sake, please give me a Cappuccino before I passed out. I need a mug. I need a shoot of half-health injection of cynicism right now."

The conversations can be totally different outside Sydney. Look, you're sophisticated people enjoying metropolitan life. You meet up every nine month to have a coffee with somebody, so you can bitch about your best friend who’s not there, "I hate him, I hate him more than you do." Here he comes "Hi, how are you? Do you want a Cappuccino?”

I'd like to think of myself a cool guy. I think every man telling themselves they're cool. You have tell yourself this bullshit just to keep going, Like, I found myself spent shit loads of amount of time thinking what would Bruce Lee would have become if he survived and discovered carbohydrates orthopaedic shoes. Yay! That's what I tell myself.

If you have friends, who don't have kids. They can sound very naive. You know, friend who's single and without children, they usually ask stupid questions, like "What did you do in the weekend?" And when you're just trying to distinguish one moment from that jumbo blend of screams, stains, and tears, that made up your whole weekend, they start to tell you what they did, which is really, all they've ever wanted to talk about in the first place.

Love is incredibly mysterious, as you know. And it is still the thing that troubles most people for a lot of their lives, until they work it out. You may do or have done this, the little birds conversations in restaurants, you know young lovers speak to one another. It never really changes. The essential dialogue is people competing one another as they're telling each other how they love one another.

<p style="text-align: left;">Pleasure is no longer simple. People have became very aspirational from Tele about these lifestyle concepts. I don't know exactly what is lifestyle. How do you style a life? I cannot answer that, but I reckon it's just the whole idea of making simple things harder than usual to enjoy, like eating and drinking.</p>

So there's lots of pressure. Lot of pressure on the young man to say something snappy, seductive, and charming to a young woman in the dance hall, or disco, or whatever they called these days. You know those places, where you walk in, the music can bleed your ear in just about three seconds.