George Henderson and Hayley Theyers are my most favourite people (present company excluded obviously Mr Chuck), even though Hayley seems to dedicate way too much time to some kind of pointless campaign aiming to stop a certain person destroying their life, blah blah no smoking crack at our house, drugs are bad, you can do better I know you can... and check this guilt trip out: "If you do end up doing time, im gonna miss you so much."
Kind got to try and not violate my parole now right ... Thanks Hayley! Like I wasn't already freakin' out.
Oh, this will flip ya wig... that certain person? ME! I know, meek mild wee B-man, a useless junkie piece of shit.
This whole having people give a shit about me thing... I'm not use to the pressure. I really don't wanna let dearest Hayley down as she is amazing. Sadly I've been informed I can't sack me mum and bring Hayley in as new mum, and even if there was a Governmental 501B form to do the trade, original mum is a serious trade union mofo, and trust me, you don't want that smoke .. obviously, me being a total wimp, I'd be saying it was all your doing... oh, she's also a man hating anti-American ass kicker, and yeah, didn't think much of yr Stairway to Hell book. Man, suddenly my life don't seem so bad cos Chuck, you are fugged buddy!
George and Hayley will hide ya I reckon, they're just the bestest.
I love how warm and calm and happy I feel just mentioning them... you gotta come down and hang out, especially because they live in legit paradise, Karekare, out on the West Coast. I love it.
Hayley and Andy Moore (Yeah Bo! zine, King Loser doco maker, Battling Strings, Cabbage Bomber, Cane Slide, and also who I desperately wanted to be from age 13-16!) made this video for George's New Existentialists, filmed at their house and featuring their cool eel Eely Dan, and also ME (I was assured it was a post-1945 German Air Force Uniform. Apparently it is infact a WW2 German uniform... can't be THAT MUCH difference between the two right?)
... and yep, I did just write 200+ words to disguise a "Hey, that's ME" post as something less vain. But "I'm so vain cos I know 1/2 that albums about me" (see: The Gladeyes 'Psychosis of Love' 'https://thegladeyes.lilchiefrecords.com/album
So it ain't my fault.
Love ya Mr Chuck.
Seriously, come hang out, skip that Trump fucktard's inevitable crash out. Bx
Chuck, best New Zealand record critic was the anonymous person who really took offence to a book in the Auckland Public Library 'Stairway to Hell: The 500 Best Heavy Metal Albums in the Universe'... sadly I can't remember the exact lines, and as I know you Americans really have a problem with the "c-word", which us NZ and Oz folks probably shouldn't toss about so liberally, it's good the memory has faded. The c-word was used, and not in a nice way either! Yeah, they didn't dig yr stuff.
Luckily New Zealand's greatest living rock writer, Duane Zarakov does! He decided I wasn't a totally loser when he spotted me carrying your 'Accidental Evolution of Rock'n'Roll' book and a copy of Monoshock's 'Walk to the Fire' around... actually, now I have some distance from the event, maybe that book/double LP combo indicated I was such a loser art school girls (I believe we were at a Fiat Lux art opening) would look at him and think "Not only is he NZ's Richard Bangs, our very own Lester Meltzer, but Duane also takes the time to mentor idiots like Alien Boy... (Insert swoon here)"
They called me Alien Boy, and no fucking way was that a compliment.
Other rock scribes...
George Henderson (Substack: Songs from Insane Times) is amazing... he's often referred to as 'Your fave Flying Nun artists favourite Flying Nun artist's' and 'The forgotten man of the Dunedin post-punk/Flying Nun wave, but also THE BEST'. As yet I'm the only one making these references, but I do it often, and any day now someone who actually matters will repeat one of the lines and the world will realize the genius of George... Seriously The Puddle, The New Existentialists... look Chuck what's your postal, I'll make ya a tape.
Man, I should just stop pissing about and finish my essay on the current crop of local musicians with autobiographies/biographies out. Or my piece on Bryce Galloway's book 'NZ Zines: Punk to Present'... if anything it would prove I'm not hurt at all that ONCE AGAIN I don't get mentioned. Think that sucks Chuck, well check this out... My dad just wrote a memoir, he's a lifelong Navy man, so it's mostly about boats and stuff, but he also had a family, a wife and two kids. Brendon aka me, got 2 lines. Saddam fucking Hussein got more play in my dad's memoir!
(From here it just got sad so we stepped in to save Brendon from himself. RL, editor, The Beat Mod'n'Rocker)
I know the Puddle (wrote about their Pop Lib EP along with an early Headless Chickens album in the Voice a zillion years ago), New Existentialists (#27 on my top 150 of 2025 list plus I quoted their song lyric in the essay) and George Henderson himself (who frequently likes and comments on this very blog) -- I should read him more! (And actually thought of him *after* the post above was published; not sure why I didn't think of him when I was typing the words "New Zealand.") But thanks so much for all those other names!
More George... A great Puddle song, which the Clientele answered...
The Puddle 'Ive Lost My Way In This World'
https://youtu.be/nU6hbCZQc5o?si=6hfIL3qsstopSeY5
The Clientele 'George Says..'
https://youtu.be/FNGIzt3zAKQ?si=i-RGCVzo5yyhrPBA
As I'm lazy and you are a professional... a piece about answered songs! Camera Obscura 'Yes Lloyd I'm ready to be heartbroken '
https://youtu.be/vlryei9U3sg?si=WwQlC-zLtHpPXiR0
Lloyd Cole 'Are You Ready To Be Heartbroken '
https://youtu.be/iQO1xK59tsg?si=2Pt4wztsvIGZG_2M
George Henderson and Hayley Theyers are my most favourite people (present company excluded obviously Mr Chuck), even though Hayley seems to dedicate way too much time to some kind of pointless campaign aiming to stop a certain person destroying their life, blah blah no smoking crack at our house, drugs are bad, you can do better I know you can... and check this guilt trip out: "If you do end up doing time, im gonna miss you so much."
Kind got to try and not violate my parole now right ... Thanks Hayley! Like I wasn't already freakin' out.
Oh, this will flip ya wig... that certain person? ME! I know, meek mild wee B-man, a useless junkie piece of shit.
This whole having people give a shit about me thing... I'm not use to the pressure. I really don't wanna let dearest Hayley down as she is amazing. Sadly I've been informed I can't sack me mum and bring Hayley in as new mum, and even if there was a Governmental 501B form to do the trade, original mum is a serious trade union mofo, and trust me, you don't want that smoke .. obviously, me being a total wimp, I'd be saying it was all your doing... oh, she's also a man hating anti-American ass kicker, and yeah, didn't think much of yr Stairway to Hell book. Man, suddenly my life don't seem so bad cos Chuck, you are fugged buddy!
George and Hayley will hide ya I reckon, they're just the bestest.
I love how warm and calm and happy I feel just mentioning them... you gotta come down and hang out, especially because they live in legit paradise, Karekare, out on the West Coast. I love it.
Hayley and Andy Moore (Yeah Bo! zine, King Loser doco maker, Battling Strings, Cabbage Bomber, Cane Slide, and also who I desperately wanted to be from age 13-16!) made this video for George's New Existentialists, filmed at their house and featuring their cool eel Eely Dan, and also ME (I was assured it was a post-1945 German Air Force Uniform. Apparently it is infact a WW2 German uniform... can't be THAT MUCH difference between the two right?)
https://youtu.be/eiZ7uax5HwY?si=yro_vnl3aJiVZgcU
... and yep, I did just write 200+ words to disguise a "Hey, that's ME" post as something less vain. But "I'm so vain cos I know 1/2 that albums about me" (see: The Gladeyes 'Psychosis of Love' 'https://thegladeyes.lilchiefrecords.com/album
So it ain't my fault.
Love ya Mr Chuck.
Seriously, come hang out, skip that Trump fucktard's inevitable crash out. Bx
Chuck, best New Zealand record critic was the anonymous person who really took offence to a book in the Auckland Public Library 'Stairway to Hell: The 500 Best Heavy Metal Albums in the Universe'... sadly I can't remember the exact lines, and as I know you Americans really have a problem with the "c-word", which us NZ and Oz folks probably shouldn't toss about so liberally, it's good the memory has faded. The c-word was used, and not in a nice way either! Yeah, they didn't dig yr stuff.
Luckily New Zealand's greatest living rock writer, Duane Zarakov does! He decided I wasn't a totally loser when he spotted me carrying your 'Accidental Evolution of Rock'n'Roll' book and a copy of Monoshock's 'Walk to the Fire' around... actually, now I have some distance from the event, maybe that book/double LP combo indicated I was such a loser art school girls (I believe we were at a Fiat Lux art opening) would look at him and think "Not only is he NZ's Richard Bangs, our very own Lester Meltzer, but Duane also takes the time to mentor idiots like Alien Boy... (Insert swoon here)"
They called me Alien Boy, and no fucking way was that a compliment.
Other rock scribes...
George Henderson (Substack: Songs from Insane Times) is amazing... he's often referred to as 'Your fave Flying Nun artists favourite Flying Nun artist's' and 'The forgotten man of the Dunedin post-punk/Flying Nun wave, but also THE BEST'. As yet I'm the only one making these references, but I do it often, and any day now someone who actually matters will repeat one of the lines and the world will realize the genius of George... Seriously The Puddle, The New Existentialists... look Chuck what's your postal, I'll make ya a tape.
Man, I should just stop pissing about and finish my essay on the current crop of local musicians with autobiographies/biographies out. Or my piece on Bryce Galloway's book 'NZ Zines: Punk to Present'... if anything it would prove I'm not hurt at all that ONCE AGAIN I don't get mentioned. Think that sucks Chuck, well check this out... My dad just wrote a memoir, he's a lifelong Navy man, so it's mostly about boats and stuff, but he also had a family, a wife and two kids. Brendon aka me, got 2 lines. Saddam fucking Hussein got more play in my dad's memoir!
(From here it just got sad so we stepped in to save Brendon from himself. RL, editor, The Beat Mod'n'Rocker)
I know the Puddle (wrote about their Pop Lib EP along with an early Headless Chickens album in the Voice a zillion years ago), New Existentialists (#27 on my top 150 of 2025 list plus I quoted their song lyric in the essay) and George Henderson himself (who frequently likes and comments on this very blog) -- I should read him more! (And actually thought of him *after* the post above was published; not sure why I didn't think of him when I was typing the words "New Zealand.") But thanks so much for all those other names!