Midnight Oil’s beating heart, Rob Hirst, dead at 70 after pancreatic cancer battle

The drums have stopped. The man who drove Midnight Oil’s thunderous heartbeat is gone, and the silence he leaves behind is deafening. Fans are shattered, bandmates broken, a family grieving a father they only just truly found. His final words, his last songs, his secret heartbreaks – and the moment everything chan… Continues…

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