Last Saturday night, the heavens scheduled a quick reprieve from pouring down on Melbourne and I found myself hungry, heartbroken and with $38 to my name, watching the Slingers perform at the Brunswick Ball Room. With each soaring guitar slide and lyric delivered with utmost gusto, I gently swayed and locked arms with my pal, feeling a small part of my soul heal again.

The single itself opens with nostalgic lines, depicting the ever-familiar scene of sitting in the backseat of a car, the sun coming through the windows and ‘the sound of talkback radio sinkin’ in’ - we’re back to pretending we’re in a dramatic music video watching the world go by outside.