Best. Night. Of. My. Life.

Playing the Penis game while waiting outside the event with a bunch of random teenagers.
Having funny conversation with 20 year old pierced/tattoed guys in front of us and ridiculously funny italian guys behind us that sounded like women when they screamed.
Uncontrollably laughing along with everyone else in the mosh pit at the awfulness of The Vasco Era and the crazy smasms of their guitarist.
Listening to everyone shout out for them to leave when they announced they had 2 songs left.
Being so close to the stage I could reach out and touch it as JET played. Literal front row.
Eagerly watching the hotness of their guitarist with glasses XD
Watching JET's lead singer randomly take some girls camera from the audience and take photos of himself infront of the crowd while giving the thumbs up and sculling VB'S.
Singing along with everyone to look what you've done.
Powderfinger. Being. Amazing.
Being shocked as halfway through their set they raced off the stage and turned up on the other side of the venue on another stage, so we were suddenly at the back, then watching them race back again a few songs later.
The indescribable amazingness of My Happiness and These Days that was like... fhaehnbarhner
Walking down Swan Street at 12.00 at night and not even being cold in a tshirt and shorts because it was SO INTENSE.
Best concert ever?
Yeah probably.