She was born out of leather-clad fists pumping drunk rock anthems from the darkest recesses of freshly broken hearts. She was born out of creatures of the Sydney scene and everything that comes with that – think glitter and confetti, bourbon and cigarettes, lipstick and fist fights, rock n’ roll and laser lights. Think dive bars, tattoos and piercings, eyeliner and hairspray – LOTS of hairspray. Think love, betrayal, anger and resilience, and ‘It was a good idea at the time!’ This is her clamour.

Bonney Read is a family of four with something to say. They forged her from the desire to scream and the hunger to connect. She is now voice and army, true friend and safe refuge. She is home and hero, and she will slay your sorry ass if you ruin her birthday party. Please join her for a dance at your friendly neighbourhood disturbance.