You know you're old when your companion prompts you to put your empty booze bottle in the recycling on your way to the mosh pit. But who cares - it was a magical Sydney evening, where an overcast day gave way to a beautiful sunset and everyone was 21 again (except the band who really do look like they are the wrong end of 50).
A wonderful venue, a great atmosphere, the best company and then the music. Gorgeous jingly jangly pop. Teenage Fanclub was worth the wait.