Sunday, 28 August 2005

Danse Macabre

As new wave washed up over the beached carcass of punk in the early eighties, there were a handful of bands from New Zealand making moves that were just as important as their European counterparts. Danse Macabre was one of them. Twenty five years on it seems the dream is still a painful memory for the band.

Pras

The other Fugee. You know, the one that didn't marry a Marley or let his highly preened ego lead him around by a whisper of his name. Yeah, Pras, that's the one. What the hell happened to him? Read on to find out...