Melbourne shook again as AC/DC rattled the MCG at a skull‑cracking 127dB, but the real story starts with a cancelled punk gig, 35,000 dollars’ worth of apology beers, and the greatest PR move since “free T‑shirt night” at the footy. Amyl and the Sniffers’ free Fed Square show was pulled over crowd‑crush fears, so Amy and the band turned heartbreak into a city‑wide bar shout and accidentally became patrons saint of live music and hangovers. From record‑breaking bagpipers blasting rock anthems, to Brian Johnson straining for the high notes while Angus Young refuses to act his age, it's a noisy love letter to Melbourne’s rock’n’roll soul. Then it’s a hard left turn into politics and prehistory: Trump’s tariffs on Aussie beef quietly vanish, green investment in Australia goes through the roof, and scientists unveil the stuff of truly cursed tourism ads – five‑metre “drop crocs” that may once have fallen out of trees onto their dinner. It’s guitars, gig economy stimulus, climate cash and killer crocodiles…
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