Thursday, August 20, 2009

"Should a smack, as part of good parental protection, be a criminal offence in New Zealand?"


"Should a smack, as part of good parental protection, be a criminal offence in New Zealand?"

That's the Referendum question we have to answer by the end of the week. I've already given my answer: I ticked the box "NO" and sent it off as soon as I got it (the voting slip mailed to me). To me the question was pretty simple, and I'm amazed at how the Anti Smacking Brigade keep trying to claim the question is ambiguous. It's not.

Do you think a smack (i.e. not 'the Bash') should be a criminal offence? How ambiguous is that? Not very. Of course the problem comes when a parent who has belted their kid gets caught and then tries to argue it was just a smack.

Parents will need to be taught the right way to smack, so someone will have to produce an instructional video. "This is Good" [show light open handed smack] "and this is Bad" [show parent whacking kid's butt, hard, possibly with a wooden spoon]. Maybe CYFS will run a TV campaign - won't that be interesting for tourists?

The thing is, I've never smacked my own daughter, ever. I've felt like it sometimes, but never done it. And now that she's seven it seems pointless. She already knows everything (or thinks she does) so behaviour modification is futile.

So I don't believe in smacking children personally -- but if you want to smack yours then I don't think you should be arrested for it. Unless of course you smack him/her hard enough to leave a mark - at which point you've crossed the line into abuse.

So anyway, let me finish this blog with a true story - told to me by my daughter last weekend. After I'd voted.

Evidently when she was a tot, when we had a nanny, the nanny would smack her every time she wet her pants. I know when my daughter 'fibs' and I knew she wasn't lying about this. Suddenly we (her parents) understood why my daughter never used to go to the toilet, why she held on all day, why she would invariably wet herself at dinner time (after the nanny had gone) because she couldn't hold it any longer.

We thought the nanny was great (she was with us for 4+ years) and we remembered when she said she couldn't understand why she couldn't toilet train our daughter ("I managed with all the other children I cared for"). So now I'm pissed off, and she can go f@#k herself (the nanny). Who gave her the right to smack my child?

So think on that when you decide which way to vote in the Referendum.


(And think also about your own kid. Just because you think you've told them to tell you if someone does something to them doesn't mean they will.)

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Beat Street - The Movie

C4 is screening the movie Beat Street tonight, and I can't wait. For anyone into B-Boy culture (rap music, breakdancing, and graffiti) back in the early 80's then you'll know just how important it was. It reflected the lifestyle we were living (as best we could half way around the world), like no other. Sure, there was 1979's The Warriors but even back then we knew it was bit silly - no real gang would dress like they did in that movie. When Beat Street came out it was like our existence had been validated.

When it was released in 1984 I was managing NZ breakdance champions The Megazoids, and through Warner Records (I was also a DJ at the time) I managed to wangle us into a special screening for just us, the movie distributor, and Warners (who had the soundtrack). We were very excited going in to the movie and we weren't disappointed. Sure it had flaws (some of the acting is so cheesy and we didn't give a toss about the 'love' scenes) but there was plenty of dance action courtesy of various battles between NYC Breakers and the Rock Steady Crew ( there's even more on the DVD release, with lots of scenes deleted from the movie now included).

We left the screening buzzing, with both the record and film distributors suitably hyped that the movie was going to be BIG. So if it came to your local cinema you can thank us because they didn't really know sh!t about breakdancing/b-boys or how big the film would be in NZ - until we schooled 'em. Junior Satele (one of the Megazoids, 11 y.o. at the time) remembers it thusly on Facebook:

Hey Nick, I remember when you got us Megazoids into the special advance screening ... and it was a morning screening so I had to skip school for the morning!... I was at Kowhai Intermediate in Kingsland!!!... I remember loving the movie to bits and getting back to School and telling everyone about it and then at lunchtime going hard out trying to bust moves I’d just seen... on the cardboard outside the classroom!!! LOL... Those were the days!!! ;)

Beat Street was released in 1984 and tells the story of Kenny, a young hip-hop artist living in the Bronx with his younger brother Lee and their mother Cora ("eat your eggs, or I'll break your legs"). Kenny dreams of making it big as a DJ and playing at The Roxy, and Lee is part of a break-dancing crew. Various rap groups, break dancers, and singers make appearances including The Treacherous Three, The System, Rock Steady Crew, Soul Sonic Force & Shango, The Magnificent Force, New York City Breakers, Melle Mel & TheFurious Five, Tina B., Us Girls, and Afrika Bambaataa.

The plot was clearly written to win over a mainstream audience (someone dies due to gang violence, friends decide to put on a show to celebrate his life and defeat the stereotypes) but if you look you'll see various threads including one 'inspired' by the seminal graffiti documentary Style Wars. If you have the DVD you can pretty much fast forward through any scenes with Kenny, and just stick to the bits with Lee and Ramon. As I recall the Megazoids decided at some stage that Breakin’ was a better movie (it’s not), but that was only because Breakin’ didn’t waste too much time on the plot and just kept slamming in the dance sequences.

This is one of many Beat Street clips available on You Tube. I picked this one because you can hear Lee say "let's serve these dudes man". I love that kids today think their slang is all so new.



Actually, that clip is too choreographed. This one is more real;


Thursday, July 9, 2009

My Meeting With Michael Jackson

No, not me actually. On the Facebook group Old School NZ Hip Hop
I asked if anyone had any memories of Michael Jackson. Jon Davis (DJ/Promoter) sent me this email:

Jon Davis
08 July at 20:24

Meeting Michael Jackson

I was lucky enough to be working for Sony Music NZ in 1996 and unlike Australian Sony Staff (or Annie Crummer) he deigned to meet 10 of us working Sony grunts. We were herded into a curtained off room backstage of the concert on the first night, I could hear him talking and then we were ushered in.

Jacko was shorter than me, and on the darkness scale if I’m a 10 and Nick D'Angelo is a 1 then he was a 7. He’s quite dark but its all covered in makeup, he also probably hadn’t shaved since the morning... The stubble was showing through the pancake. He was also quite good-looking in the flesh, the surgery looked good, the nose didn’t look weird, I guess the press do print pics of him looking awful or onstage where the singing and facial contortions make the implants stand out in odd ways but in real life it all looked quite normal.

He offered me his (ungloved) hand and said he was pleased to meet me and he was glad to be in New Zealand.

His voice was quite normal, not like the girly falsetto he puts on for interviews... I think I said "duh uhh uggg umph" or something like that, I was shaking... because I was shaking hands with mother fuckin’ Michael Jackson, the most famous black* (LOL) man alive. The guy who was singing with James Brown and Stevie Wonder and hanging with Diana Ross and Marvin Gaye when I was rockin’ my Action Man and playing with jigsaws in Primary School (he’s 8 months older than me)

The one thing I took away from the 10 minutes we spent with him was he looks you in the eye when he talks to you, but all you see in those eyes is the question... "OK what do YOU want from me?"

We had our photo taken with him and it was all over. I looked back and saw him watch the last of us go out with that weird look in his eyes, then he disappeared off and the next time I saw him it was popping out of spaceship on stage. We never got the photos as apparently he vets them all and if he don’t like ‘em they never see the light of day...

In the end I got to meet him, not too many people worldwide who can say that...


Nick D'Angelo
Today at 11:34
Wow! - that's a very cool story!!
When you wrote "OK what do YOU want from me?" did you mean he wanted to do something for you , or he was sizing you up as to what you might 'take' from him?
I'll post it to the wall on 'Old School NZ Hip Hop'....


Jon Davis
Today at 20:12
Yeah the latter, it was like a searching look that said, 'everyone wants something from me... I’m on to you.... they want my money, my fame, my story, what is it you want....?’
Yeah freaky

Since we’ve all seen all the photo’s of Michael Jackson, here instead are some pictures of NZ Breakdance Champions The Megazoids performing at the Thriller album release party in Auckland, New Zealand. Waaay back in tha’ day...

From Megazoids

From Megazoids

From Megazoids

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

A Last Word About Gerry Otimi (I promise!)

The Gerry Otimi story seems to have died in the media (even though today the Police came to his house and took him back to the station for a 'voluntary interview') and that's fine by me. I've unburdened myself (twice) of the angst I've been carrying for 25 years. Some have asked 'why is it such a big deal?' and I guess it's not. To anyone but me.

My main beef is that Gerry attacked me personally, claiming to the media that I was exploiting kids. Why? Because I spent my own money booking venues (at commercial rates), advertising contests, and giving away big cash prizes -- and if I made a profit at the end of the night then good, that was my wages.

Gerry on the other hand held himself out as a Youth Leader, got given a lot sponsorship money to run his contests (at 'community' rates), sold a lot of tickets, and then put all the money in the United Youth Society -- promising to dole it out as required for the kids. He also went around badmouthing me to various communities, telling them they shouldn't be involved with me, and that they should deal with his United Youth Society instead.

Oh well, it was 25 years ago.

Since I promised I would publish a letter I wrote to the NZ Herald about Gerry Otimi 25 years ago, here it is [page 1 , page 2] and a transcript follows.

The letter was not published because I had written "Not For Publication" on the top, because certain Maori I was interacting with at the time told me that going to the media was not the Maori way - it would be handled on the Marae. I was hoping however that some crack reporter at the Herald would be so enthused by my revelations they would call me and do a 'proper' story. LOL - I was 21 and had no idea then how the media work.

Anyway, here's a transcript for those too lazy to click on the link:

Dear sir,

I am writing in relation to the article in this mornings newspaper headed "Dance Only That Breaks" (August 20, 1984). The article stated how in NZ breakdancing injuries are rare. As manager of one of NZ's top breakdance teams The Megazoids (winners of NZ and Pacific Championships - and TVNZ's Street Dance 84) I can only agree that kiwis are more cautious and not as dumb as some Americans!

My reason for writing however is your reference to Mr Gerry Otimi as 'an Auckland Youth Leader'. It is true that he has organised several breakdancing competitions and is therefore qualified to comment on injuries, but he is certainly no 'youth leader'.

This letter is confidential and not intended for publication but merely an attempt to give you some insight into the breakdancing scene and hopefully deter your paper from using Mr Otimi as your source for breakdancing.

You are probably aware that Mr Otimi set up the United Youth Society and with the City Council got a breakdancing stage set up in Aotea Square. This was a good thing, as was his United Bop Break Tour of the North Island in January. The Megazoids went on this tour, playing to capacity audiences, not receiving a cent, even though Mr Otimi was charging $4 a head in some venues. The team did not mind because all the money was supposedly going to The United Youth Society for the benefit of everyone.

Problems arose after the tour when the estimates of how much money raised differed. I was not manager of The Megazoids at that stage, but I have enough faith in team captain [REDACTED] to believe him when he says there was a fiddle going on. Mr Otimi, when questioned, 'threw open the books' but by his account the tour only grossed $30,000.

We (several teams involved) then went to The United Building Society who sponsored the tour and were supposedly in sole charge of The United Youth Society Accounts. They denied this and said that Mr Otimi had merely set up an account with the Building Society. They were extremely unhappy with Mr Otimi for charging spectators while on tour, as they had provided all the money needed to run the tour and specified he was not to charge for it.

Mr Otimi set up branches of The United Youth Society all around NZ - anywhere he had family to run it. By this stage the Auckland branch had folded up, the attitude being 'Gerry's a crook'. Mr Otimi had run too many competitions without giving the specified prizes. The Hamilton branch went [folded] next - with Mr Otimi threatening the Hamilton kids with legal action if they did not give him the money they had raised.

After that Mr Otimi seemed to lie low having been (we thought) exposed for what he was. His name cropped up in the newspapers when he was sued for a $9,000 debt. Mr Otimi again claimed to be a youth leader, telling the Auckland Star that "the kids look up to me as the Pied Piper". Utter rubbish.

Some time after this [REDACTED] telephoned me to apologise for everything. [REDACTED] was Mr Otimi's business partner and Treasurer of the United Youth Society. [REDACTED] had split with Gerry because of the way Gerry was spending all the money. He also said Gerry had gone too far. I will explain:

Your article featured a photograph of The Boppalympic Crew, an organisation set up by breakdancers disgruntled with Mr Otimi. The Boppalympic Crew (a.k.a. Mana Ranga-tahi O Aotearoa) organised a fundraising tour of New Zealand during the May holidays - paid for by themselves. They played to small audiences because Mr Otimi had written (and been to) each area a week before, warning them against 'exploitation' by The Boppalympic Crew - and had successfully arranged boycotts. Those areas now regret their mistake - not that it will help Mana Ranga-tahi O Aotearoa who face massive debts.

Mr Otimi is very keen on the word 'exploitation' having used it both on myself and the team. [REDACTED] explained this as a business tactic [used by Gerry].

I think it is reasonable to say that your article portrays Mr Otimi in a positive light. Many of us involved in breakdancing hope that you will cease to use Mr Otimi as your source because he uses it as propganda. He flashes around these newsclippings [to] show what a wonderful guy he is. He still shows people (when trying to get something) a photo-copied letter of introduction written last year by Auckland Mayor Cath Tizard - with the date twinked out!

If your reporters need information on breakdancing I urge you to call either Tainui Pene or myself - anyone but Gerry Otimi! Also, please contact me before discussing this letter with others - I have long wanted to see Mr Otimi exposed in public but I am told it is not the Maori way - I do not wish to offend anyone (or get sued!).

Your faithfully,

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Gerry Otimi Was Taking People's Money 25 Years Ago

In yesterday's blog I discussed how I came to cross paths with Gerry Otimi, currently in the news for what the media are calling 'an immigration scam'. Today I will explain how Gerry took money for Breakdance contests way back in 1984, claimed it was all for the kids, but the kids never seemed to see much of it themselves.

25 years ago I was running the nation's first Breakdance contests at Auckland's YMCA, charging $4 entry, and giving away $1,000-$1,500 in cash prizes EACH NIGHT. Around the same time Gerry Otimi convinced the Auckland City Council to spend $4,000 on a mobile stage that would be wheeled out onto Aotea Square on Friday nights so the streetkids could "do their Bop". I had no problem with that, but Gerry seemed to have a problem with me.

Every week Gerry was running heats on his Aotea Stage with teams competing for the mana of winning, and a trophy (the Otimi Cup!) that they had to give back at the next contest final. So pretty soon the breakdance crews were all coming to my bi-monthly contests to win cash money. Gerry then told the crews involved in his thing that they couldn't be involved in my thing, and that if they did they would be banned from his thing.

It got quite heavy, because there was a Church angle involved. Which Church I'm not sure but some of the kids were very conflicted. I vividly recall one kid telling me that he knew I was not the devil (because he knew me) but that he'd been told I was evil and warned to keep away from me. He was so angst-ridden he was almost crying.

It was silly.

So it kind of developed into an 'Us & Them' situation, with us (those not alligned with Gerry) promenading up one side of Queen Street and them on the other. (By way of backround: I was hanging out with the various crews on Queen Street every Friday and Saturday night, at any given time there were also 200-300 kids wandering around waiting to see if there was going to be a b-boy battle or not. They were f@#king good times!!)

Gerry told The Sunday News (26/2/1984) that I was 'exploiting the bop kids'. Funnily enough he went to the media with these accusations at the very same time that he decided to run his own breakdance contests at the YMCA and to also charge admission. But Gerry was doing it for altruistic reasons! He told the Sunday News that the money raised from his bop contests went into the coffers of the United Youth Society, an organisation he set up with a building society. (The United Building Society, now defunct).

"All the money we raise goes in there and it's controlled by the building society. It's only spent on helping the kids - if they need uniforms for their bop teams, we get money out" said Gerry in the Sunday News article.

Well, that's not actually how it turned out. A few months later I joined* a group of about 30 people (breakdancers and their parents) at the Head Office of the United Building Society in Greys Avenue, Auckland, as answers were sought about the finances of the United Youth Society. Everyone wanted to know where the money was, since they felt Gerry owed them for all the contests, shows, and tours they'd been on.

We were ushered into a conference room and some big-wig at the United Building Society explained that all they had done was set up a Savings Account for the United Youth Society - they had NOT set up any sort of charitable trust and certainly weren't in charge of administering it. They said they had given him $30,000 in sponsorship for his National Breakdance Tour. They were disappointed to learn that Gerry had charged admission into these contests since they had been under the impression these were to be free community events. They said they had no control over the account, they were not Trustees, it was just a simple Savings Account and it was Gerry who had authority to deposit and withdraw monies. Which he had, since there was nothing left in the account.

And that was pretty much the end of it. We left the meeting even more disgruntled but with little option for redress. Gerry had packed up his tent and gone. Where the money went no-one knew, but as far as the various Crews were concerned it hadn't been spent on them. They'd been taken to various parts of NZ (anywhere Otimi had family to run the events for him, I was told), stayed on Marae, watched Gerry collecting loadsa money at the door, and listened to his assurances that it was all going to the United Youth Society and they would all benefit at the end of the day.

I have no doubt that Gerry would say (yes, I'm making assumptions) that the monies received were all koha (donations), that he never benefited personally, and that most of the money was spent on 'administration'. (How much of that 'administration' was spent with relatives staging the various competitions around the country I guess we'll never know). It's the same line he's using now, to explain the money he's taken from Pacific Island overstayers.

I'd also agree that Gerry gave a lot of kids an opportunity to get up on stage and do their thing, and receive the mana and accolades that came with it. I felt I was doing the same with my competitions, the difference being that I was handing out big cash prizes on the night (something the Crews wanted) rather than holding onto it and promising to dole it out later thru some 'Youth Society'.

I kept various Newspaper clippings about Breakdancing, and if you're interested click on the links above. (BTW - back in the 80s we had two daily newspapers: The NZ Herald in the morning, and The Auckland Star in the afternoon). One clipping you won't see is the letter I wrote to the NZ Herald detailing concerns about Gerry Otimi, because it was never published. I'll post that letter in my next blog, it makes interesting reading.

*NB: I was at this meeting because I had just become the manager of The Megazoids (NZ Breakdance Champions) who had been taken on tour by Gerry and returned home with nothing. They had felt hard done by.

Friday, June 19, 2009

Gerrard Otimi - I knew him first!!

From Gerry Otimi 19/06/09 1:30 PM
Gerrard Otimi was the top story on the Evening news on both TV networks last night, when it emerged he was the man charging Pacific Island overstayers $500 to stamp their Passports to give them New Zealand citizenship - thereby allowing them to stay in this country.
Well, that's what they thought he was doing but Gerry says otherwise. He says he was merely 'adopting' them into his 'whanau' and offering to help them in their quest for citizenship. Stamping their passports and issuing them with an official (but not) looking citizenship certificate was merely ... Well, I didn't hear his answer on that.

I'll let the Police decide whether he's broken any laws, but knowing Gerry as I do, I'm pretty sure he'll wriggle his way out of it.

My run in with Gerry came back in 1984 when I was promoting Breakdance competitions in Auckland. I held the first competition in 1983 at the Auckland YMCA in December and it was huge success. Up until then kids had been breaking/bopping (yes, that's what it was called back then despite revisionists now claiming they were always B-Boys) in the streets and in Auckland there was much consternation from Queen Street retailers about the kids dancing in shop fronts.

I solved that problem by booking the YMCA, putting up $1000 in prize money (a huge sum back then) and charging kids $4 entry ($15 for families of 6). It was MASSIVE!! We packed the place out and it was a great night. History was made, you should have been there. But you were white so probably missed it, right?

Anyway, I was clearly on to something and started organising more competitions. Gerry knew I was on to something too, and started a rival competition. But by virtue of being Maori and calling himself a youth worker (but he ran a calendar business) he went one better. He bent the ear of Auckland Mayor Cath Tizzard and got the council to fund a special stage for breakdancing in Aotea Square.

Good on him, I thought, and off he went -- holding free competitions every Friday and Saturday night in Aotea Square on his council funded stage. I continued with my plans to hold further competitions, and even a national competition.

The problem came in February 1984 when The Sunday News rang to tell me that Gerry had called me a Pakeha rip-off merchant and what did I think of that? Turns out Gerry had decided he too wanted to run competitions at the YMCA and charge people admission; but he had a problem: me.

By now I was giving away $1200 a night in prizemoney (and later $1500) but he was only giving away a trophy. A trophy named after him, and one you only got to keep until the next competition he held. With his new competition he would give away some cash ($350) but the rest would be for The United Youth Trust. We were all led to believe this was a charitable trust but as it later turned out (see Part Two) that was not correct.

So naturally I had to defend myself to The Sunday News and they got their story. There is a snap shot of it below but you can read a full page copy of it by clicking here. (Oh, BTW, I went by my real name back then, so now you know). Obviously there's a lot more to this story (complete with clippings about Gerry Otimi and the money he took from the breakdancers) so come back tomorrow for Part Two....

From Gerry Otimi 19/06/09 1:30 PM