There isn't much to do in Tawa. You can always look around or stand outside Dressmart, but that grows old pretty quickly (I speak from experience). You could go to the Pink Pineapple and get some fried chicken - but too much of that and it clogs your arteries (again, experience talking). It took this lack of stimulation to make three mates (Regan, John and Ben) pick up some guitars and start creating noise, which - after some practice and fine-tuning - could be deemed by some as a primitive form of "music".
A literal garageband from the beginning, the indie-rock-punk band needed one thing to make them complete... a bloke who hits things with sticks. Enter the powerhouse (and bloody good drummer) Matt to complete the lineup. With a band of musicians, heads full of dreams and bladders full of beer Havana Affair quickly went about doing fuck all. Sure, they wrote some songs and annoyed the neighbours every Wednesday morning when jamming, but they didn't get any real work done.
This was until the end of 2007, when they decided to get some good-quality demos done at a proper studio. With their songs getting a wee bit of student radio airtime and playing gigs around Wellington, things are looking up for The Havana Affair. Look out for them live... they'll come at you like a big pointy thing that comes at you pointily.
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