Poem: June 25th and 26th, 2009

Michael Jackson died. And I was picked up in a car and whisked out to Avalon to speak live on TV –

part of a panel for the Good Morning show. And then Stuff.co.nz called and asked me to write something

quickly – which is all I’ve ever done. Went home and listened to Dr. Dre and a whole bunch of sealed vinyl, we

opened them up and first-timed them on an unf…