DARK PARADISE
In Will Oldham’s shambolic shanty Sugarcane Juice Drinker, the country outlaw drawls: ‘Sweet and inviting / Strangely exciting / Lewd and extraordinary / With a burnished buildedness / And a golden filledness’. The words fit the sultry subtropics of the South Coast of KwaZulu-Natal like a sweaty satin glove.
It was at the Margate Amusement Park (now sadly erased by the march of time) that as a sunburned sixteen-year-old
