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From: Shaun Tipson
Subject: Mission: New Zealand
Sent: Thu, 24 Jul 2003 10:48:19
Hi All,
I thought since it's almost time for me to leave Aoterora (I'm
picking up the lingo eh?) I thought a group email might be in order.
This will be the only one for this trip away, and the normal
disclaimer applies: if you are bored easily just skip to the yada
yada "general good will" section at the bottom.
So, what to talk about? Nope, not sheep, not wacky accents and not
(well, not much anyway) skiing. Instead, I thought I'd give a guide
to NZ culture, or, more appropriately, kulcha.
See, the thing is, I don't reckon NZ has much. Or, to put it another
way, not much that hasn't been imported from some other place. I've
been incessantly reminding Kel that most of the companies are
Australian, the road signs are English and the TV is American. Even
half the All Blacks are from a (non-NZ) Pacific Island.
But I'll stop there, since this isn't intended to be Kiwi-bashing.
The thing is that somehow amongst all of the imported crap there is
a strong Kiwi vibe. And, unfortunately (and the snow boarders out
there are going to love this) it's Hip Hop. Now, some of you may
have noticed that my girlfriend is quite keen on this musical genre.
Myself, I'd just put it in the "wacky Kelly-quirk" basket, without
suspecting for a moment that there was a whole country of them out
here.
What do I mean? It seems like about half of the Auckland radio
stations are dedicated to hiphop, and of the rest it's become such a
part of the mainstream that even the seriously commerical stations
mix it into their playlist. And, disturbingly, if you talk to young
people (ie people more than 5 years younger than me) they actually
TALK hiphop. And they're not joking (unless everyone's laughing at
me when I leave) or posing (or, if they are, it's just part of the
hiphop vibe). I've even concluded that the "sweet as bro" that I got
from the lifties at Mt Ruapehu yesterday is all part of the New
Zealand Hip Hop Conspriracy.
So where does the NZHHC come from and what does it mean? I've got no
idea (but buy me a beer sometime and I'll make something up for
you). Of course, it could just be my overactive imagination (or the
strange hallucinations you get from walking too close to thermally
active areas).
Oh, and to compress the rest of the trip: have seen black sand,
boiling mud, lots of golf courses and (not enough) snow. All good
really! Best wishes all, and I'll see most people when I get back
sometime late next week,
Shaun
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