Cora West Hoxton Whore ❤️❤️

About Melbourne

We swears! The drums, mate—poundin’ like a heartbeat gone feral! Guitar’s weepin’, then roarin’—pure class! Gets me dancin’ like a loon, then bam—anger hits. Why’s the world gotta grind folk down, eh? Whore’s like—she’s takin’ it all back, flippin’ the script! Love that, makes me grin like a nutter. Oh, and the vid—her in that red dress? Blimey, she’s a stunner—bit of a pisstake too, all dramatic and in yer face.

Africa, Middle East, and India

Gary Dedman and Kevin Andrews AKA the Hoxton Whores have been DJing and producing for over 15 years and are highly regarded as one of the most prolific.

First off, West-Hoxton, mate, is a jumble of lovely lanes and crooked alleys. Imagine strolling down Mapleheart Street—yeah, that's right, Mapleheart, a name as poetic as any wine-soaked sonnet. There’s a funky little antique shop on that side, constantly wafting the smell of old memories and dusty dreams. I always say, like in The Hurt Locker, "This is where the magic happens!"—almost, well, not quite, but you get me, eh?

Liverpool to Airport Transit Corridor