Every Monday night Rapley brings you two hours from the underbelly of punk, garage, rock 'n roll, psych and everything dirtbag. Paying special attention to local bands, festivals and goings on in the city that he trashes. Broadcast from Auckland, New Zealand on Monday nights at 7pm.
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The Fake one returns. This time it's Fake Rapley at your service. Thanks to Gokula Music, 370A Broadway, Newmarket!
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The Fake one returns. This time it's Fake Rapley at your service. Thanks to Gokula Music, 370A Broadway, Newmarket!
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The Fake one returns. This time it's Fake Rapley at your service. Thanks to Gokula Music, 370A Broadway, Newmarket!
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Rapley is joined by John Baker for an NZ Glam Rock special.
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MAKE AOTEAROA GLAM AGAIN! NZ GLAM ROCK SPECIAL w/ Special Guest JOHN BAKER
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Rock!
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Dirtbag Radio!
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Monday 5th Of Sept 2022 Marks 30 years since Dead Moon left Invercargill a smokin hole in the ground... Luckily for everyone it was recorded, lost, found again and finally now ready to enter your brain to relive the best of raw DIY rock n roll in its prime Going South Worldwide Premiere With... John Baker Graham Bennett aka The Tegal Chicken Andrew…
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Monday 5th Of Sept 2022 Marks 30 years since Dead Moon left Invercargill a smokin hole in the ground... Luckily for everyone it was recorded, lost, found again and finally now ready to enter your brain to relive the best of raw DIY rock n roll in its prime Going South Worldwide Premiere With... John Baker Graham Bennett aka The Tegal Chicken Andrew…
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Monday 5th Of Sept 2022 Marks 30 years since Dead Moon left Invercargill a smokin hole in the ground... Luckily for everyone it was recorded, lost, found again and finally now ready to enter your brain to relive the best of raw DIY rock n roll in its prime Going South Worldwide Premiere With... John Baker Graham Bennett aka The Tegal Chicken Andrew…
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