Before their show at The Factory Theatre in Sydney, we had our meet and greet competition winner Jarrad Jones and his mate head to Resist Records to hang out with UK pop-punk kids Neck Deep. Our photographer Billy Zammit was there to capture some behind-the-scenes shots of the guys stocking up on merch and vinyl!
It took almost four years for The Front Bottoms to return to Australia, but after tonight, we're sure it won't be as long a wait...
The ex-Gallows frontman's first ever solo show in Sydney had the entire goddamn venue by the balls.
No bad vibes to be found here.
10 years of "Blood and Empire," one night of righteous punk rock.
Best served live with a side of chlorine and wine.
15 years, two iconic albums that launched a massive international career, and a huge, two-day party in Sydney.
David Draiman's powerful voice, long gothic garbs and calm, searing confidence exude a priestly air on stage.
Chino Moreno only stopped moving like a six-year-old on sugar, when songs required an additional guitar.
This has truly been one of the most eventful tours on either side of Caughthran and co’s musical spectrum across their multiple visits to Australia.
Australia was drenched in Venom when Bullet For My Valentine came to town, and we have the photos to prove it.
One particularly determined young lad went over the barrier 15 times, in nothing but a pair of underwear.
If you haven't already found yourself a seat on the speed-defying WAAX hype train, you, our dear reader, are missing the fuck out.
Frank Iero was back in town with his band The Patience to promote his forthcoming sophomore LP, Parachutes.
This was L7 at their prime, 20 years after the fact.
The pop kids dominated Sydney for two massive nights at the Hordern.
Yeah, it's selfish, but who cares, Sydney loves Lacuna Coil, and it seems that feeling is reciprocated.
A few years ago, the owners of a little Wollongong live music venue called Yours & Owls decided to put on a music festival –...
Confirmed: mosh pits are precisely 831.93% more insane in Europe.
30 bands, 30 beers, 30 hangovers and 30 broken bones. Awwww yiss!