Let the healing begin....

From the sweet soul of DJ LoveJones kicking off the night to the call and response of Les Goodman in a resplendent white ensemble and his ever present Jazzmanian Devils leading the crowd in the Scotty Hard yell- Scotty Otty Otty Hard...Go Hard Go Hard, Holy Hardstock!!! was a show to be experienced and an experience not be repeated soon.

If you were there, you know. If you weren't there, you better donate to the Scotty Hard Trust, or spend an eternity explaing why to your Maker.

Highlights were too numerous to recount here, but let me try: shout outs to Bob Beaudine and Michele Klassen for their door to door vigilance, Tallie and Val for the Merch, Russ and Shirley for the inspiration, Dean Peter, Gordon, Maurice and all the rest of the Christ Church Cathedral staff for their love and help- we really appreciate it, Lenore and Pablo for their video mastery which we hope to see soon, and all the bands and musicians who made this evening so special. A big shout out to the hardest of the hardcore Hardstock supporters who showed up. The numbers are counted in a different way, and the crowd was huge.

Huge in heart, in soul and in giving this crazed sideshow a place to perform our little songs.

Thanks for Bob's Lounge for introducing Anglo-Saxon language into our 'immersion' world; to John Korsrud's Latin Jazz Sextet (takes a handsome devil to find a way to put sex in the title) with their cover of Kashmir; Clare Love for her songs from the heart; Bernie Boulanger- what can I say- we need more, what a great song- should be a hit; Trevor Jones Arntzen- he's back and as brilliant as ever- an honour to see him perform just like he used to, but even better...Don't stop now big guy; Jim I Braineater Cummins- you just get better and better; Beatrice Smartt- beautiful and sweet songs of Bliss and Heartache; Sandy Scofield- a force of native honesty and melody; Brian WRoy Goble- he spilled his guts with a song about spilling blood- Not the Subhumans- but yet, powerful, truthful, and charismatic; Simon Kendall- what can we say about this talented man and his magic hands on the Steinway piano, it was a honour for him to play the Steinway (his words) and an honour for us to hear him play without paying the final price that is usually accompanied by these renditions; JB JB JB Jim Byrnes is a living legend and when he sings, once again- no fakery, no hype, no PR bull shite, the man is incredible and his voice has such timbre and experience- what a Dylan song? Who better???

Something about Reptiles....the tickle trunk and the clarinet and the accordion and Burcu in a helmet surrounded by her Solid Gold 4 year old dancers.

Big thanks to Chris Crud....everything goes better with Crud. You can take that, and use it.

We raised a few thousand, filled a gorgeous room with melody and love, and what more can I ask for on the day before Father's Day?

What is next?

Only the Shadow knows......Go to the light....Go to the light...