As I walked in the doors of Festival Hall on this fine Monday night– I immediately knew I found my people. I looked amongst the crowd – and there was a sea of beautiful women with Steve Nicks-esque ‘pirate’ outfits- it was like stepping into a hippie festival in the 70s. I thought, I am definitely at a Last Dinner Party concert – reserved for the hottest and coolest people only.

It was the first Friday night of September and footy finals fever was in the air, yet my mind remained on other things. I was seeing a band who would prove to be worthy adolescent reincarnations of the messiah, who were also partial to some flirting in denim. Enter, Teen Jesus and The Jean Teasers.