Some Considerations About Moving To Sydney
And these are some considerations about moving to Sydney, well some of them are considerations and some are decisions, so I suppose the accurate title for this post if I used titles and not the dates that I do use because I want to write relentlessly and not trouble myself with coming up with a witty pun for a title on top of everything else, would be “Some Considerations And Some Decisions About Moving To Sydney”.
1) Consideration: Who do I live with?
I wouldn’t go as far as to call myself a misanthrope, because I don’t lack complete faith in humankind, I just maintain an overwhelming, bone-crushing disappointment in it, but it’s fair to say that I prefer my own company. And this is why I love on my own. I meant to write “live on my own” there, but I’m leaving my mistake there (as I always do). It fits better.
Anyway, in the interest of not living like a hermit in a new country / continent / hemisphere, I think it’s for the best that I have a housemate. A housemate that could be my pass to a social life, should I ever feel the need to get involved in one of those.
The question is: do I live with a straight or do I live with a gay? I have never lived with a gay before. Is it something that’s commendable? And what happens if I fancy said gay? Won’t this complicate things? Am I just setting myself up to be destroyed? I don’t care. Let me be destroyed.
2) Decision: Cultural readjustment
Foreigners who come and spend a few months / a year in London, manage to integrate as little as possible with the locals and they generally keep themselves to themselves. Well, maybe that’s not strictly true; after all Australians, New Zealanders and South Africans tend to all hang around together. Anyone English speaking will do, as long as they’re not British.
This is exactly what I’m planning to do as well. I will hang out with other British ex-pats, find the English equivalent in Sydney of The Walkabout, and go there every week. I might start drinking Carling and listening to Oasis, as well. I will watch Jamie Oliver on TV (his shows are on Down Under, right?) and if any English band comes over and play a gig, no matter how shit they are, I will go and see them.
3) Decision: Cultural readjustment part 2
Hold up, this is what straight foreign people who relocate to London do. Gay people integrate A LOT. Gay people are not shallow like that. They don’t discriminate using nationality or culture. As long as someone’s obviously on steroids, they’re willing to socialize with them.
Maybe I’ll take the gay foreigner approach. Especially as Australian boys are outdoorsy and sexy. Alsom they are bound to like me, because I’m pale and ghostly. Surely that’s a benefit in Australia, because nobody’s like that and I will seem exotic. This is true in my head.
4) Consideration: What is there to do socially in terms of music / gigs / going out?
Over the last few months I’ve been going to a few gigs here in London. Over the last week, I’ve practicing my gig shout. You know when you’re in a gig and you applaud and then several people shout “whooo” because they get so into it (presumably)? Well I’d never done this before, but I thought that I really needed to, if I’m going to be a real outgoing straight-lad music fan. So I practiced my “whooo” in the house a few hundred times. Right now, I’ve reached a point where I’m happy with it.
Will I get the opportunity to show this off in Sydney? Do you get lots of European / American bands coming over for gigs?
Apart from that, I have really got into Cut Copy. They’re from Melbourne, right? Do they play in Sydney a lot? And can I see them please?
These are my considerations and decisions for now.
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