The Chandeliers washed up on the beach one eventful day after a howling southerly storm lashed Wellington. Where had they come from and what had they been up to, I hear you ask? Eyewitnesses say, they were adrift on a raft made of logs lashed together with flax, clad only in makeshift loincloths made from the remnants of their dilapidated 50's suits. Alas they were cast ashore like driftwood after a storm, encrusted with salt (slightly pickled) and with the overpowering odour of sunbaked seaweed. Was this the start of surf music in Wellington New Zealand? Um, maybe! Dishevelled,drowned but not dead, soaked in salt water, the only resulting sound could be, would be, and should be, SURF!!!
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