It’s Saturday evening in the small coastal town of Ulladulla, about 200km south of Sydney, and outside a large two-storey building on the edge of town, bordered by Bunnings on one side and bush on the other, the rapid-fire tempos and electric guitar riffs of pop-punk are pulsating out into an otherwise quiet night. Trees in the parking lot are catching flickers of purple from a strobe light coming through the glass balcony on the second floor.
Inside, in a vast auditorium, Australian punk band Bodyjar is playing before a crowd that skews male, late 30s, with a strong surfer aesthetic – fans who would have been teenage groms when Bodyjar was at its zenith from the mid-90s to mid-2000s.
