The line queued in front of St. Kilda’s mighty Palais Theatre, stretching past the booming, metropolis-like car park, moved briskly. Punks were slotted between goths, stoners pinched between metal heads, a quintet of rockabillies made smalltalk with a bearded albino in a three-piece suit, whose girlfriend look like a goth Julia Gillard. Above them the Palais marquee read: “ATP Release The Bats”
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