Northbridge

By day, an empty hub of Cafe's, Restaurants and Bars that can somehow afford to operate in the daytime. Urban Clothing boutiques that fall as quickly as they rise, The hustling vibe of the next door Techinical College TAFE that the uni kids mock but end up being more employable then them and with a quater of the debt. The state Library that only foreign students, immigrants and old people use as an actual library while the rest just use as a shortcut to the train station and to town. the road and pressed cobblestones that get harder as opposed to weaker over time and a long road of parked cars that people use erely as free parking because of option A; note enough parking in the middle of the city or B; too cheap to pay $4 hour parking.

But by night...it's a swarming cesspool of people from all walks of life congregating the chaos brought forth by hedonism. Typically on a friday or saturday night. A night of debauchery, anarchy, crowds, loud mouths, idiots, drunks and massages pollute the surrounding air and has been unmatched since the Roman orgies. Being so plastered they can't tell whether the blinking red and blue lights are fom the clubs or the police cars. fights and brawls on every corner for the most trivial reasons influenced by alchol or drugs or girls... or even all of the above. Stem from the LGBTQ club labelled as "The Court" to the stern that is a club known as "Jack Rabbit Slims"

Anyone who's seen Quentin tarantino's "Pulp fiction" whill know what Jack Rabbits is. but instead of being a 50's diner that's displayed in the film, it's a modern day club/bar opening on friday and saturday nights. Ironically contrasted next to the local Greek Orthodox Church. I've always felt a sense of conveniece of people turning into animals 1 minute then praying to the church as soon as they got out thinking foolishly that their fresh sins and sleaze would be absolved as quickly as drinking 5 Jäeger bombs. Pathetic and unnerving isn't it?

For the local Perthites, the one consistent place considered to be the heart of Northbridge since the 60's is a pub/club called The Brass Monkey. The Brass Monkey, known for the monkeys standing on top of the roof inciting loud drunks (mostly skips) to come in and get even more drunk and loud. As rich with history it is, the admiration is gone when you realise the name represents the people inside so well. The bouncers there are made of brass and the people act like monkeys with music in the background.

So at the end of the day, Northbridge is good if you want to be with your mates completely plastered, fight people to feel good about yourself and not wanting to remember the day gone past. Would i recommend it as a good night out? I'll give the most australian answer to that question...

Yes mate.