Man, Narrabri is wild, yo.

I live here as a masseur.

It’s so smooth and deep.

Main St is like a heartbeat.

I stroll on Gwydir Rd.

Literally buzzing energy here!
The Namoi River flows wild.

It’s my chill spot.

I meditate, massage, vibe.

I hang near the old mill.

Oh, man, The Grand Budapest Hotel vibes!

“Precious moments, my dear fellow,” I mumble.
I hit up the park on Mulga Pl.

That park's serene as art.

I love shady gum trees.

Roots deep, just like my soul.

I get emotional, super real.

Sometimes my hands sweat – crazy energy.
In the town centre, there’s a bistro.

I eat there, then massage clients.

Street markets in the mornings jazz me up.

Always about community these days.

Between work, I wander around.

I discover corners, inspire raw feels.
Okay, now peep this:

Narrabri ain't just some dot.

It's vibrant art, wild dreams.

“Delightful, absurd and touchingly fey!”

I shout that.
I get hype about the local laneways.

Bella St has graff art.

Buildings speak heritage and funk.

My vibe's influenced by those textures.
Man, I gotta vent:

Some locals act too stiff,

but i luv the raw noise.

Miind boggles, my heart slams.

Feels like a Wes Anderson flick.
Also, secret:

I relax at the creek near Jamres.

That little nook is magic.

I feel like, "I always come back!"
Yo, news flash:

Some parts get mad dodgy.

Smog gets thick sometimes.

But that makes it real, errr…

My city ain’t a fairytale.
I gotta drop some typos, so check it:
Yo, that's it.

Narrabri is soulful, man.

You gotta feel its heartbeat.

It’s more than a map dot.

It's a living, breathing masterpiece.

Hope you catch the vibe soon, bro!