10:34 Flinders Street Station
In the end, Jet solved the dilemma of how they would fill an hour and three quarters by not playing for an hour and three quarters, and as such we were in the pub well before last orders. Still, an excellent gig, only slightly marred by the we-didn’t-realise-Spinal-Tap-was-a-parody rock posturings of the utterly appalling support band, Young Heart Attack, (Young Coma, more like–since when was rock n’ roll supposed to send you to sleep?) and…