I was at the tribute for Rick last night. I had never met Rick in person but now I have... in every way!!!
It honestly did indeed feel as if he was there and remember I had never met Rick! What a privilege to meet him and know him through the love and the music shared by his friends!
These are moments from which the power of music manifests itself and then we are all reminded once again what brings us hope in a dismal world.
I had the dreadful task of having to announce at the door that there was no more room in the house available.
It was a night mare to see the crestfallen faces as people who had lined up for? (actually the first one arrived at 6:30 and the doors opened at 7:30) but many had to turn around and go home.
I know how many chairs we put up, I know how much came in the door $ wise but I can also safely say that neither the chairs nor the $ can attest to the # of bodies in the room.
My guess is there were between 225 and 250, standing against the walls, sitting on the floor, and on the tables, all there soaking up the love within the stories and the songs.What a colection of fine musicians on one stage!!
Truly a night to remember! I just came off the phone with Heather and she is still basking!
So Mick and Matt think the Toronto folk community is special? Well I cannot get over the Mudcatters as a community when I read the words of so many who were not able to come but were there in spirit!
WOW, I have been moved!!