We send out the sturdiest souls we know to investigate Melbourne’s guilty pleasures for this month’s cover story. If you’re planning on following suit, be warned: you’re going to need to dress up. Whether you choose the path of gold lamé catsuit, stained jogging pants, leather chainmail or incognito trenchcoat is up to you, but choose widely – the new friends you make will expect you to stay in character.
Every October we can flash our ‘Culture Prefect’ badge at the rest of the country with even more impunity. The Melbourne Festival has long proved itself at recruiting global acts that push boundaries and bend minds, and this year’s programme has us lining up to be profoundly changed forever. Add to that the return of Semi-Permanent and the biennial Festival of Ideas, and there’s plenty with which to feed your head this month.
If there’s one enclave of Melbourne known for its germination of arty subcultures, it has to be the Inner North, and so we dedicate this issue to 3065 and its surrounds. Lest you should think we’re northophiles, we’ll most certainly be redressing the balance with a southern-lovin’ issue before too long. September is also all about Melbourne Fringe Festival, so let Felix Preval of the festival curate your crawl through the city.
Since Time Out Melbourne launched as a print magazine in November 2011, we’ve been cheerleaders for the incredible local food scene, troughing around in crab souvlaki, chocolate mousse bao and everything in between. On July 15 we celebrated our findings with the inaugural Time Out Food Awards. Plenty of yahoo-ing and high-fiving was had on the night, and the winners were chuffed, too. This issue is dedicated to those champions.