Stu snapped this on South Street, noting that Troy Buswell still has fans. By the way, not much Troy talk lately. Has he transcended his sniffing?
And on the sniffing theme, another from Drew (of the Alsatian fame), who raised an eyebrow at the scents available at the carwash in Vic Park. I thought it was a condom dispenser. Baby powder flavoured condoms? Get outta here! Where is the savage bliss?
Since the crappiness of The West is still the all time favourite topic on this blog, displacing even boozies as number one, perhaps it needs a specific post to seriously look yesterday’s editor coup. The marvellous Sunili was able to sneak reasonably close to the WA Newspapers christmas party in Kings Park to get this shot and to note some snippets of teh buzz. What a day for The West party eh? Armstrong on a holiday boning, the erstwhile head of The Shanghai Daily taking over, Paul Murray smelling like a stale fart… It was all happening! Unfortunately Sunili wasn’t able to get close enough to record the inevitable dry humping, “baby elephant” performing, dead legging, camel biting, Chinese burning, corn holing, cork soaking, spew catching, rough riding, Pam porking activities that went on late into the night, but never mind. Lawrie Apps is calling for Tony Bare-arse to make a triumphant return. Who is your pick for West editor? What’s the future for the Masthead?
“My lands are where my dead lie buried.”
Crazy Horse
Would this encourage you to leave your child at this facility? Even if your dead were buried there? East Perth.
Mercedes Corby Ralph Magazine
Another couple of cars for youse from the vast automobicular pile. How bad do taxi passengers smell? Very bad judging by the number of magic trees racked up here. There were even more you can’t see.
And I think that we all love Tash, but Fuckn love her? Nah.
Two good signs from Beaufort Street arrondissement. I’ve always wondered why that picture is used to promote the hairdresser. Looks like something Alexander the Great might put a sword through. And St David, his deviation was Altar boys wasn’t it? Or am I thinking of St james’ perversities?
Of course a couple more New Zealand worsts from my travels, but first, an extraordinary submission from Meccano in Melbourne. I just want to urinate into this.
And I first thought this was connectedwith some kind of Christmas pageant in Wellington, but I now think it is a mobile drug dealing shack.
And I’m wondering whether seahorses need an entire world? Picton new Zealand.
Worst well this weekend.
As The Shane Warne Musical opened in Melbourne this week, The Worst of Perth was able to catch up with former Perth boy and huge The Worst of Perth fan Jolyon James, who plays John the Indian Bookie in the show.
TWOP: Jolyon, the show already seems guaranteed to be a massive hit, I see that Shane Warne actually turned up for the opening?
JJ: Yeah, we all knew he’d love it. The whole show, every song is a hit and hilarious. It’s as much a celebration of Shane as anything else.
TWOP: You’re back in Perth with the show in March. Will you be catching up with any worsts? What’s your favourite?
JJ: I love it all. The Worst of Perth is brilliant. If I had to choose it would be the sculpture with the huge arse, or the painting of the Alsatian staring at the naked woman’s crack. Really, they’re all good. One of my favourite sites in the world.
Jolyon James on recent Perth visit, laughing at a Paul Murray joke in the paper.
TWOP: Brilliant? Would you say The Worst of Perth is a savage yet insouciant indictment of Perth art, design, culture and society?
JJ: Sure.
TWOP: You’ve submitted quite a few Perth Worsts yourself to the site, do you want to let the readers know your user name?
JJ: I’d like to preserve the mystery. Let’s just say “Dolphin nipples” and leave it at that shall we?
TWOP: Fair enough. What about Paul Murray though, how shit is he?
JJ: Who’s that?
TWOP: C’mon, former mediocre editor of The West Australian, who transformed himself into Australia’s worst writer?
JJ: I don’t even read the Melbourne papers let alone The West. I sometimes check out the UK papers online, mostly the Guardian but that’s about it, so…
TWOP: I find it hard to believe that you’re a The Worst of Perth fan, and don’t have an opinion on how crap Paul Murray is?
JJ: Is he the one that you’re always getting stuck into who writes endlessly about walking his little dog and that another journo said smells like old farts and B.O.?
TWOP: Yes.
JJ: As I say, I don’t read the papers, but if The Worst of Perth says he’s crap, then that’s good enough for me. He doesn’t review theatre does he?
TWOP: Funny you should say that. He recently started straying into film reviewing. He prefers topics about which he is totally ignorant, so I wouldn’t be surprised if he goes all Brechtian on our arses in the near future. He’s a big fan of The Mamma Mia movie.
JJ: It’s not the world’s worst movie. Some good performances in there. As you know I was in the live version. The story is pretty incomprehensible, but it’s fun.
TWOP: How does playing in Mamma Mia differ from Shane Warne?
JJ: Oh totally different. The Shane Warne show is razor sharp clever as well as being hilarious. It’s also a very small cast, so the dynamic is very different from the big shows I’ve been in like Mamma Mia and Les Mis for example. The opening night was one of the best nights I’ve ever had in the theatre. The audience were exhausted from clapping. It’s one of the cleverest scripts I’ve ever seen, and the music is brilliant. Perth is going to be blown away by it. You’re the first city after Melbourne that gets it.
TWOP: What do you think of the use of the phrase “At first blush…”?
JJ: I don’t know.
TWOP: Paul Murray recently came out against the Gay Pride March in Perth. There are a lot of homosexuals in musical theatre aren’t there? How do you think they feel about Paul Murray?
JJ: I don’t know.
TWOP: OK, I’ll let you go. Thanks very much, and we’ll see you in Perth.
JJ: No problem. I’ll have a look at The West when we tour so I can answer your questions a little better. We’ll be at The Regal early March. My advice is buy tickets early. It will be sold out in hours. It’s going to be huge.
TWOP: Fantastic. Let me say at the outset, thank you.
A submission combining a worst with a very nice photo from Janine. “Fresh” Prince Leonard and the Hutt River province. Is it really still going?I’ve always thought it must be chockers with worst. Send more.
Janine says…
Given that you seem to be on a bit of a roll with all things sculpted from limestone by the same talentless yankee sculptor, i thought you might like this sculpture of prince leonard of hutt river, snapped on sunday, along with some other very ugly sculptures and buildings. perhaps the tourists come to see the crap art? because you couldn’t really be coming for the prince len show could you..?
You’d think that as Fairfax circled the toilet bowl, there might be some attempt at a last stand, some quiet dignity, something we could remember them for before they reach that big poo chopper in the sky. Instead this. Remember, ladies we want your vote. Are we fucked? Flush once for yes… Goodbye metrosexuals, and goodbye Fairfax.
As Perth’s christmas decorations are always worst friendly and controversial, I took a keen interest in how they handled city decorations in New Zealand. Now behold the results. In Wellington, Christchurch and Aukland there was almost no decoration. This is probably what Perth whingers would prefer. Or would we be complaining about lack of effort from Perth city council? There was almost no major tarting up – with the one exception of the giant cock-eyed evil Santa outside Whitcoulls in Aukland. (private advertising). The wiggling finger and weird eye made him look like a malevolent proctologist.
Timaru had some weird arse angels with rather heavy brows…
And we’ve already seen how they deal with Santa in Timaru…
I have no lap
Apart from the privately funded proctologist Santa, the best Aukland could do was this tat…
And this is Christchurch’s best effort…
So, tell me, are we better off than cities that don’t give a fuck about christmas?
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