We lived in New Zealand for several years in the early and mid nineties, and I saw more music there than I ever have or ever will. Something about New Zealand music and the New Zealand sense of humour that I just loved. Also, views of volcanoes. I never got sick of seeing volcanoes. I have lots of happy music memories. This is one of my favourites. (embedding disabled)
PS Also, can you remind the mister I want this somewhere, sometime at my funeral…he’s sure to forget.
Update: lads to me, ‘okay, one more time, and then that’s enough, all right?’