New Zealand Rock-N-Roll Leaves Me Quaking In My Boots.
The joke is on us now. Not ha-ha as in Jim Gaffigan’s “eat fresh” routine, but ironic ha-ha. New Zealand Rock-N-Roll leaves me quaking in my boots. Not the rock and roll played live in pubs and at the theatre (the ABBA tribute band was great fun!). But the kind that causes the whole south island to shift in the wee hours of the morning. Every place has its potential for earthly disaster. Whether it be wildfires, hurricanes or earthquakes (to name a few), you can’t escape that dark looming cloud that can change your world in a heartbeat. When…
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