At 14 I was in the throes of a Dire Straits obsession. Time is a healer, and I am okay now. But back then, I wouldn’t hear a bad word. And this all culminated in seeing the band live in Auckland at the end of 1991, just my second concert featuring an international act (actually it was a pretty cool double-bill of sorts: Hothouse Flowers was the opening …
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