The City of Fremantle is known for sun, sand, good food and better music. In almost every pub or club, some of Western Australia’s best bands are shredding, swearing, and shouting their way to the top of the state’s pop-culture ladder. Indeed, the coastal abode, for decades, has delivered some of Australia’s biggest names and talents. This time around, the Buffalo Club, Navy Club, National Hotel, and PS Art Space played host to a slew of top-shelf performers for July’s Hidden Treasures 2015. The crowds and bars, emitting that salty, vibrant atmosphere, young Perthians and Freo folk know and love, amped up the already buzzing atmosphere. Bands from Shit Narnia, Methyl Ethel, Mt. Mountain, and Matt Cal gave us plenty to hoot, holler, and howl about. I, along with Rotunda Media critic Jasmine Uitermark, went along to capture a slice of the manic, electrifying festivities.
Nearly every big-budget feature film rests on the Cannes Film Festival‘s iconic and impressionistic vibe. With critics buzzing around the city, and audiences holding onto ridiculous expectations, each major cinematic effort aims to please. From Hollywood Oscar hopefuls to small-time international gems, each film comes to the Cannes Film Festival with the best of intentions. However, not all of them succeed. Having just held its 67th festival, Cannes is a picturesque backdrop for celebrities and their frivolous lifestyles. A wander through the streets will take you from gritty neighbourhoods, to classy shopping districts, to sun-drenched beaches. However, the best part of Cannes is the sumptuous views. Overlooking the seaside city, tourists and locals share the joys embedded in this city. Recently, I headed to Cannes to take in its cinematic glow, awe-inspiring culture, and gorgeous scenery. The casino district, setting up the film festival’s red carpet hotspot when I was there, put on a show as construction workers, security guards, and festival volunteers put on a show of their own.