On Sunday night, I saw Dawn Raid, the documentary about the infamous South Auckland record label. It’s really good! Go see it! Afterwards, I got into my car and started playing one of only two CDs I own. It reminded me that Oscar Kightley’s film is missing something massive, and it needs to be talked about. Let’s go…
I remember the smoke. I remember the …
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