THE WHITLAMS frontman Tim Freedman has a bit of a reputation. Ladies' man, boozer, a prickly interview. He is, as one reviewer described him, the "poet of contemporary urban Sydney, a left-wing, wine-happy, street-level egalitarian with firm Newtown roots". And, of course, at 43, he has been all these things. He's also something else, something important, something defined by the empty picture frame on a bookcase in his Newtown terrace home. As a life metaphor it's hard to go past but we will. For now. For now we're talking about the Whitlams' Best Of album, Truth, Beauty And A Picture Of You, and Freedman's gigs next month at Sydney's State Theatre backed by the Symphonie Des Femmes, a 35-piece, all-female orchestra. Freedman opens the door, tall, thin and a little haggard, fighting off a cold and hobbling around three weeks...
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