A Pure Pop courtyard session on a summer’s afternoon is to music lovers what the cheesy grin of the Luna Park monster is to children: nirvana. A fully licensed record store complete with courtyard performance space and bar, this is the type of joint where you’re just as likely to catch Tim Rogers howling from the open-air stage as fixed to a cushion-topped beer keg in the crowd. A kick-ass assortment of vinyl, ham and cheese toasties, and Tuesday night trivia to boot. Strictly no knitting.
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By Time Out Melbourne editors
Photos by Sean Fennessy |