Though the title of the song sounds like it’s about a dance with someone named Matilda, it’s actually born of an Australian style of poetry called a “bush ballad”—slang in the country for traveling on ...

“That’s a nice song,” I said. I was shooting whiskey with rogue warriors from Australia in a makeshift bar in the dusty Vietnamese village of Phuoc Tuy. “Thanks mate! It’s our national anthem,” Capt.

Hundreds gathered after sunset to honour the 15 people killed in the Bondi shooting, lighting candles and phone torches as the song echoed through the crowd. Australia doing what no other major nation ...