Growing up in regional QLD, the southern city of Melbourne may as well have been the lost
city of Atlantis; AFL and east Melbourne intellectual snobbery a thing of myth and legend,
and the band TISM even more so. I’d never heard of them until I spent a few years kicking
the can around in Melbourne, that whimsical place everyone seems to be nicking off to as
soon as they have any social clout – only to find themselves at the bottom of a food chain
that chews up and spits out Queenslander ex-patriates with the flick of a, ‘which [Melbourne