The party is a true art form in Sydney and people practise it a great deal. You can really get quite lost in it.

I think dance in any culture, in any form, is a true leveler.

Accept certain inalienable truths.

The cold-audition process is not a science, so I ignore that.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth.

Sydney is rather like an arrogant lover. When it rains it can deny you its love and you can find it hard to relate to. It's not a place that's built to be rainy or cold. But when the sun comes out, it bats its eyelids, it's glamorous, beautiful, attractive, smart, and it's very hard to get away from its magnetic pull.

In terms of the mechanics of story, myth is an intriguing one because we didn't make myth up; myth is an imprinture of the human condition.