Join Sarah, New Zealand's worst Suzy Cato impersonator, as she galumphs through two hours of arguably decent tunes.
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FWIW: a fifteen minute SebastiAn track would have been too much. Maybe.
Radio Soulwax 'All Systems Are Lying' Premiere with Stefaan Van Leuven. What the hell.
"How many dimensions are out there? 10 or 24 or more? I have read about 10 but is 24 just a theoretical number? Pls. advise."
Bassline for suspicious animals.
48 hour powercut = what you want, b*tch. (Sorry.)
He kākano ahau, e kore au e ngaro.
"We'll split it, as we often do, in the sonic divorce."
You parked in Owen Glenn? ...Honestly though.
There's kitty litter in the washing machine.
"'Dad, what's a [redacted]?' said my five year old daughter." - 95bFM texter.
"There's no such thing as too much John Cale." - Anon.
It's only Sarah on 95bFM Breakfast duty this morning, featuring: Political Commentary w/ David Slack; announcing the Silver Scroll | Kaitito Kaiaka and Tohu Maioha nominee lists; Stefaan Van Leuven of Soulwax; Priya Sami of Bub; and unnecessary attempts to chat with the newsteam. (Sorry newsteam.)
"Now come on, would Eli have played that?" - Anon.
"No, she didn't train with Lecoq; she's just a straight-up bitch."
"On behalf of all stoners - thank you." - Anon.
It's been a while, not gonna lie. You're all what brought things back, innit.
It's a To The Front takeover this week. Fresh Ears is hosted by Noah, CK and Huia: tune in to get the hot scoop from the all ages scene! Featuring interviews with Steph Brown of LIPS and Jack from Stoned, and plenty more!
Grey into bomp once more feat. a healthy dose of local + pop.
Kia ora e aku hoa mahi, kua tae mai ki tēnei wāhi ki hei whakanui i te Wiki o te Reo Māori. Ka nui te aroha i tō koutou manawanui ki te hapāi i ngā kōrero. Tautoko katoa.
Couple of tributes and a bunch of noodle inbetween.
No sleep 'til (during?) NZIFF.
Grey and contemplative into hot femme sh-t is too much, calling it off.
Pounding out messages loud on the drum.
Far too balearic and far too house adjacent, to be fair.
Can you tick a feeling, though.
It's not art, it's barbecue pork.
Recent Naarm live favourites and a paracetamol or three.
100% connected to these isles; 100% good as, reckon.
Suprisingly coherent, to be honest. Lovely.
In which, dear reader, Rob learns of both lasange toppers and assoc. crisps.
May and June are ascetic nunnery months.
Phoning in through the spittle, for you.
Not to be all Highlander II: The Quickening, but isn't plastic made of sunlight anyway?
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