peter cape on Elsewhere by Graham Reid - browse 7 items of content tagged as 'peter cape'.
New Zealand has no great tradition of political pop or rock. All those years of high unemployment during the Flying Nun heyday . . . and who mentioned it? Very few.
Even the Springbok tour in '81 barely generated a whisper from musicians. (Riot 111 here being the noble exception.)
And during the Vietnam period? Barely a dickey-bird . . ....
If Pixie Williams had done nothing else, she would still be in the history books for what happened on October 3, 1948 when she turned up at a makeshift recording studio in Wellington, New Zealand, still wearing her hockey uniform.
On that day she sang with the Ruru Karaitiana Quintette on Ruru's Blue Smoke, the first song to be written,...
The idiosyncratic Peter Cape (1926-79) has appeared at Elsewhere's From the Vaults previously, with his Kiwi vernacular classic She'll Be Right (here).
He wrote about things that ordinary jokers and sheilas could understand and were interested in: rural life, the All Blacks, the train on the Main Trunk Line (and the food), trams, beer and...
In the introduction to Stranded in
Paradise, his 1987 survey of New Zealand rock'n'roll from 1955,
John Dix addressed the question he had been constantly asked, “What's
happening with the book, Dix?”
Doubtless Chris Bourke – a former Rip
It Up editor, longtime music writer and author of the Crowded
The reissue of some early Seventies recordings by New Zealand folk-blues singer-songwriter Thompson allowed us to hear again one of the great lost musicians of that era.
Thompson's broad spectrum folk style in that period incorporated Indian music influences and black rural blues -- but later on he also delivered a fairly droll line in...
Chris Thompson was one of the disappearing figures in the New Zealand folk scene who toured with Julie Felix, counted among his peers the likes of Bert Jansch and Davy Graham while he was in the UK, and recorded some fine albums which have disappeared into the ether.
His has recently released a self-titled double CD of a lost album from the...
They are found at the back of cartons at record fairs, under beds in long abandoned houses and sometimes stored lovingly -- but rarely played -- in the collections of the obsessives. They are those great, and not that great, singles by Kiwi artists which existed either in limited pressings or were simply so awful the artists themselves tried to...