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If you’ve been to the Gold Coast, you may have formulated the opinion that nothing good comes out the sleepy, sundrenched metropolis other than day glo tans and flashed knockers at Indy time. In all your infinite wisdom however, you might still be unaware of the veritable musical revolution that has been brewing since 1999- softly, softly catchy monkey – right under the city’s collective nose. Had you been a Gold Coaster in the summer of ’99 and had you strolled along the banks of its canals, you may have happened upon a sound at once refreshingly new, yet enticingly familiar. At this juncture you would perhaps have cried out to your travelling companion, “Hark [insert name of friend here]! Hear you the tones which creep so deftly upon the breeze, laying waste to the grey matter betwixt my ears? Notes that tear at the soul like a wild boar and combust with meteoric ferocity in the brain?! Nay, is it not the punk riffs of one Chinese Lantern I hear?” Your friend, real or (most