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A kid, barely 20, in a red Pantera shirt darts through the room, the first band has yet to play but he’s gripping the barricade with two hands, shaking out his full mullet. Two friends appeared beside him, drinks in hand, and passed him a golden, frothing beer. The lights sink, two men walk onstage, and Melbourne’s 15th Birthday Bird’s Robe celebration gig begins.  It’s a Friday night and The Sea Shall Not Have Them warms Max Watts' scattered 6:30pm crowd perfectly, providing