Fragments from the Australia Diaries 2000 (part 18) - Pubs and grub in Sydney
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PUB N' GRUB
Tuesday, to take the sting out our work day, we popped along to...
a pub called 'Kellyās' in Newtown (a Sydney neighbourhood where the colourful and artistic call home). There happened to be a singer on that night called Beau Smith who was absolutely amaaaaaazing. When I say 'amaaaaaazing', I don't mean 'indie cool' I mean 'karaoke king', legendary.
His play list was a combination of our desert island discs from the late 60s/early 70s. He has a voice like Louis Armstrong and started with the anthemic āLean on meā, āAmerican Pieā, āSittin on the dock of the bayā moved on to everyone's wedding favourite āSuspicious Mindsā and (for the flamboyant in the audience) he finished with āHello dollyā. We were in raptures and he was loving it! The pub was a proper 'pub', this was helped by the fact the barman was Irish and extremely witty in a way that only Irish people can be :o)
a pub called 'Kellyās' in Newtown (a Sydney neighbourhood where the colourful and artistic call home). There happened to be a singer on that night called Beau Smith who was absolutely amaaaaaazing. When I say 'amaaaaaazing', I don't mean 'indie cool' I mean 'karaoke king', legendary.
His play list was a combination of our desert island discs from the late 60s/early 70s. He has a voice like Louis Armstrong and started with the anthemic āLean on meā, āAmerican Pieā, āSittin on the dock of the bayā moved on to everyone's wedding favourite āSuspicious Mindsā and (for the flamboyant in the audience) he finished with āHello dollyā. We were in raptures and he was loving it! The pub was a proper 'pub', this was helped by the fact the barman was Irish and extremely witty in a way that only Irish people can be :o)
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