"Last night we tried something and it worked--beat anything I ever bought, sold or rehearsed. And when I tell you all I love you, fuck, I couldn't mean it more, because you know that I'd be dead now if it wasn't for these chords."
There are more open doors now than there have ever been. So let 'em close, and jump out the window with me.
In honour of tonight's show at Birthdays and only 50 days until I head to Oz, here's some of Melbourne's finest melodic Punk.