It’s the 21st anniversary of the debut album from iconic Kiwi band Fat Freddy’s Drop, ‘Based On A True Story’. 

And to mark the occasion, they’re setting off on a world tour – kicking things off with three performances in Auckland.

Chris Schulz was at the first show last night, and joined Jack Tame to share his thoughts. 

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It’s the 21st anniversary of the debut album from iconic Kiwi band Fat Freddy’s Drop, ‘Based On A True Story’.&nbsp;
And to mark the occasion, they’re setting off on a world tour – kicking things off with three performances in Auckland.
Chris Schulz was at the first show last night, and joined Jack Tame to share his thoughts.&nbsp;
LISTEN ABOVE&nbsp;

Jack Tame’s crisp perspective, style and enthusiasm makes for refreshing and entertaining Saturday morning radio on Newstalk ZB.

News, sport, books, music, gardens and celebrities – what better way to spend your Saturdays?

Jack Tame’s crisp perspective, style and enthusiasm makes for refreshing and entertaining Saturday morning radio on Newstalk ZB. News, sport, books, music, gardens and celebrities – what better way to spend your Saturdays?

Jack Tame’s crisp perspective, style and enthusiasm makes for refreshing and entertaining Saturday morning radio on Newstalk ZB.News, sport, books, music, gardens and celebrities – what better way to spend your Saturdays?

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Chris Schulz: Reviewing the 21st anniversary tour of Fat Freddy's Drop's 'Based On A True Story'

https://api.omny.fm/orgs/7784f840-c291-422a-924b-ad9000bbad71/clips/c865f5e2-2c7f-419d-90ea-b44c001c3d96/transcript

Colours of Time 

In 1895, young Adele leaves Normandy for Paris, a city alive and buzzing with invention, photography and the rise of Impressionism. In the present day, her descendants inherit an unexpected legacy: a countryside house in Normandy, abandoned for decades and suspended in time. Four of Adele’s descendants arrive to survey the Estate, and together end up piecing together the story of Adele’s unexpected life. 

 

Case 137  

Stéphanie, a police officer working for Internal Affairs, is assigned to a case involving a young man severely wounded during a tense and chaotic demonstration in Paris. While she finds no evidence of illegitimate police violence, the case takes a personal turn when she discovers the victim is from her hometown. 

 

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Colours of Time&nbsp;
In 1895, young Adele leaves Normandy for Paris, a city alive and buzzing with invention, photography and the rise of Impressionism. In the present day, her descendants inherit an unexpected legacy: a countryside house in Normandy, abandoned for decades and suspended in time. Four of Adele’s descendants arrive to survey the Estate, and together end up piecing together the story of Adele’s unexpected life.&nbsp;
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Case 137 &nbsp;
Stéphanie, a police officer working for Internal Affairs, is assigned to a case involving a young man severely wounded during a tense and chaotic demonstration in Paris. While she finds no evidence of illegitimate police violence, the case takes a personal turn when she discovers the victim is from her hometown.&nbsp;
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Francesca Rudkin: Colours of Time and Case 137

https://api.omny.fm/orgs/7784f840-c291-422a-924b-ad9000bbad71/clips/23fe9dd4-64bf-42f0-9769-b46001708913/transcript

This dessert is an easy French classic, and any fruit can be used really – raspberry, feijoa, peach, plum, prune, or the original, cherry. I’m using tamarillos as they’re in season and warmed, they’re absolutely gorgeous.  

Serves 4-6  

 

Ingredients 
3-4 tamarillos, scooped and sliced  
5 medium eggs  
8 tbsps. caster sugar + extra  
5 tbsps. plain flour  
2 tsps. vanilla extract  
1¼ cup milk  
Cream to serve  
Butter to grease dish + extra 

 

Method 
Preheat the oven to 180°C and generously butter a large ovenproof dish.  
Scatter the tamarillos into the dish.  
Whisk the eggs with the sugar, then add the flour and whisk until smooth. Whisk in the vanilla and milk.  
Pour the batter over the fruit, dot some extra butter over the top, and bake for 30 minutes or so until just set in the centre, puffed, and golden.  
Serve with a final sprinkle of sugar over the top and drizzle with cream.  

  

Make it your own

For a dairy free version, use plant-based milk. 

 

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This dessert is an easy French classic, and any fruit can be used really – raspberry, feijoa, peach, plum, prune, or the original, cherry. I’m using tamarillos as they’re in season and warmed, they’re absolutely gorgeous. &nbsp;
Serves 4-6 &nbsp;
&nbsp;
Ingredients&nbsp;
<ul>
<li>3-4 tamarillos, scooped and sliced &nbsp;</li>
<li>5 medium eggs &nbsp;</li>
<li>8 tbsps. caster sugar + extra &nbsp;</li>
<li>5 tbsps. plain flour &nbsp;</li>
<li>2 tsps. vanilla extract &nbsp;</li>
<li>1¼ cup milk &nbsp;</li>
<li>Cream to serve &nbsp;</li>
<li>Butter to grease dish + extra&nbsp;</li>
</ul>
&nbsp;
Method&nbsp;
<ol>
<li>Preheat the oven to 180°C and generously butter a large ovenproof dish. &nbsp;</li>
<li>Scatter the tamarillos into the dish. &nbsp;</li>
<li>Whisk the eggs with the sugar, then add the flour and whisk until smooth. Whisk in the vanilla and milk. &nbsp;</li>
<li>Pour the batter over the fruit, dot some extra butter over the top, and bake for 30 minutes or so until just set in the centre, puffed, and golden. &nbsp;</li>
<li>Serve with a final sprinkle of sugar over the top and drizzle with cream. &nbsp;</li>
</ol>
&nbsp;&nbsp;
Make it your own
For a dairy free version, use plant-based milk.&nbsp;
&nbsp;
LISTEN ABOVE&nbsp;

Nici Wickes: Tamarillo Clafoutis

https://api.omny.fm/orgs/7784f840-c291-422a-924b-ad9000bbad71/clips/ef700c21-e374-4f08-ae47-b460016e32e6/transcript

I bought some second-hand bunks this week. High quality. Good stuff. Perfect for the nine-year-old’s bedroom. But to make way for his new addition, I needed to pack up his old bed. 

It was a king single – nothing fancy. Built from a little kit set with Allen key screws and cheap wood. But the bed was still in reasonable condition, and even though we didn’t need it anymore, I figured it might be useful for another family. At the very least, before condemning it to landfill, I thought it worth a quick check. 

Brand new, the bed must only have cost $400, so I did what I thought was the right thing. I took a few photos then I took it apart, labelled the screws, and neatly stacked up the various pieces. I put an ad on Facebook Marketplace: Free kid’s bed frame. King single. Free if you’re happy to pick it up. 

Now, look. I know there’s more than enough junk in this world. I didn’t have any grand expectations that anyone would even want the bed. I certainly didn’t oversell it. But no sooner had I put it online, I started receiving messages asking if it was available. Yep, I said. It sure is. I marked the listing as sold and with the first person to message me, I arranged a time to hand over the bed the following day. 

Given I was due to be at work, I explained to the buyer I’d have to sort out someone else to be home to help with the handover instead of leaving the bed outside in the rain. Job done, I figured. All sorted. Win-win. 

Except the person never showed. Never turned up. Never messaged to explain or apologise. Just went incommunicado. Ghosted me. They’d been dead keen 24 hours earlier, but something, apparently, had changed. Even though they knew I was arranging to get someone else to be at home to give them something they wanted for free, apparently I wasn’t worth even a cursory note. 

It’s funny how different trading fora have slightly different cultures. When I was a kid, before the internet was really in use and TradeMe was a thing, we had the Buy, Sell and Exchange. It cost a few bucks to buy each week, and it was a treasure trove of junk. I was too young to trade anything, but I loved browsing through the pages. If you had any questions about an item, you had to give someone a call. 

We had the Trading Post on radio, which was always an amazing listen, and TradeMe’s been the big digital player here since its inception. But these days, Facebook Marketplace is responsible for a growing number of trades. In my experience, it’s usually for stuff that’s less suitable for auctions. A fixed price. A quick trade. Bob’s your uncle. 

It’s also the best place for giving stuff away for free or nearly for free. There’s no fee. No one pays anything. But there’s a downside. This week’s saga with the bed wasn’t the first time I’ve been stood up without explanation by someone who a few hours earlier was apparently desperate for an item and grateful to be receiving it for nothing. I’ve only done about half a dozen trades on Marketplace. I reckon for half of them I’ve been stood up. 

I just find it so rude. Who are these people? I can’t imagine messaging a stranger, knowing they’d made arrangements to help me with something, and then changing my mind and being so unconcerned with how it affected them, that I wouldn’t even bother sending them a sentence. 

Maybe it says something about our wider culture. It’s transactional. People aren’t bothered by throw-away relationships. You’re only valuable to someone else if they can get something out of you. 

I put the bed back up online and someone else immediately asked if they could take it. They’re supposed to collect it today, so we’ll see how that works out. But honestly, it wasn’t the bed that got me, it was the principle. 

I bought some second-hand bunks this week. High quality. Good stuff. Perfect for the nine-year-old’s bedroom. But to make way for his new addition, I needed to pack up his old bed.&nbsp;
It was a king single – nothing fancy. Built from a little kit set with Allen key screws and cheap wood. But the bed was still in reasonable condition, and even though we didn’t need it anymore, I figured it might be useful for another family. At the very least, before condemning it to landfill, I thought it worth a quick check.&nbsp;
Brand new, the bed must only have cost $400, so I did what I thought was the right thing. I took a few photos then I took it apart, labelled the screws, and neatly stacked up the various pieces. I put an ad on Facebook Marketplace: Free kid’s bed frame. King single. Free if you’re happy to pick it up.&nbsp;
Now, look. I know there’s more than enough junk in this world. I didn’t have any grand expectations that anyone would even want the bed. I certainly didn’t oversell it. But no sooner had I put it online, I started receiving messages asking if it was available. Yep, I said. It sure is. I marked the listing as sold and with the first person to message me, I arranged a time to hand over the bed the following day.&nbsp;
Given I was due to be at work, I explained to the buyer I’d have to sort out someone else to be home to help with the handover instead of leaving the bed outside in the rain. Job done, I figured. All sorted. Win-win.&nbsp;
Except the person never showed. Never turned up. Never messaged to explain or apologise. Just went incommunicado. Ghosted me. They’d been dead keen 24 hours earlier, but something, apparently, had changed. Even though they knew I was arranging to get someone else to be at home to give them something they wanted for free, apparently I wasn’t worth even a cursory note.&nbsp;
It’s funny how different trading fora have slightly different cultures. When I was a kid, before the internet was really in use and TradeMe was a thing, we had the Buy, Sell and Exchange. It cost a few bucks to buy each week, and it was a treasure trove of junk. I was too young to trade anything, but I loved browsing through the pages. If you had any questions about an item, you had to give someone a call.&nbsp;
We had the Trading Post on radio, which was always an amazing listen, and TradeMe’s been the big digital player here since its inception. But these days, Facebook Marketplace is responsible for a growing number of trades. In my experience, it’s usually for stuff that’s less suitable for auctions. A fixed price. A quick trade. Bob’s your uncle.&nbsp;
It’s also the best place for giving stuff away for free or nearly for free. There’s no fee. No one pays anything. But there’s a downside. This week’s saga with the bed wasn’t the first time I’ve been stood up without explanation by someone who a few hours earlier was apparently desperate for an item and grateful to be receiving it for nothing. I’ve only done about half a dozen trades on Marketplace. I reckon for half of them I’ve been stood up.&nbsp;
I just find it so rude. Who are these people? I can’t imagine messaging a stranger, knowing they’d made arrangements to help me with something, and then changing my mind and being so unconcerned with how it affected them, that I wouldn’t even bother sending them a sentence.&nbsp;
Maybe it says something about our wider culture. It’s transactional. People aren’t bothered by throw-away relationships. You’re only valuable to someone else if they can get something out of you.&nbsp;
I put the bed back up online and someone else immediately asked if they could take it. They’re supposed to collect it today, so we’ll see how that works out. But honestly, it wasn’t the bed that got me, it was the principle.&nbsp;

Jack Tame: I'm done with Facebook Marketplace flakes

https://api.omny.fm/orgs/7784f840-c291-422a-924b-ad9000bbad71/clips/77abeb3e-55f6-4166-b3bb-b460016b6774/transcript

Chris Schulz: Reviewing the 21st anniversary tour of Fat Freddy's Drop's 'Based On A True Story'

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