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Wasn't that a party

Hainsworth.com reports that a party was thrown last night at the Spotted Dick to send myself and Jennifer Macdonald off to Halifax. I even hear that they plugged it on-air at 680News.

Wow.

It was a dream come true. When I first considered actually moving out there, I fantasized about a party where I'd get to play some tunes with John and Rick (keys and drums). We've been jamming together for a little over two years, but none of us has performed in public, aside from my little solo set at a 680 forum get-together a few weeks ago. Newsroom coordinator Anne Lavrih got the venue, the boys rose to the challenge, and we played nine songs.... most of them palatable. I'll get some CDs out once I get Little Eddie Dingle and The Stallion (my PCs) shipped and set up in NS.

A lot of people have to wait for their funeral to hear so many nice things about them. I was deluged with positive feedback all night long. Even my girlfriend Amanda was surprised to hear so many good things about me, and she already thought I was a pretty cool guy.

I've said it a few times, but I'll say it again here ... I was raised in Newmarket, but I grew up during my years at 680News. I've had some fantastically interesting times with some amazing people. Thanks to everyone who came out last night. It was a special time for me. And not only did I have so many work colleagues there, but Amanda came, as did my long-time buddies Michael and Sandra, and her man Byron. You've all helped me become who I am! Now I get to be that guy, in a whole new place.

I look forward to seeing you all again really soon!

Time to finish packing ... leaving on a jet plane Sunday night.

Comments

  1. As Cooker said, it took a lot of guts to get up in front of a group of people like that, and you took the challenge head-on. Next time, though, get some roadies! The sound check should have been done for you so you could focus on all the cocaine backstage. That's the life of a BigAssSuperstar!!!

    All the best in NS, and remember The Hainsworth Program! (GRIN!)

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  2. Jesus! Now THAT'S a face for radio!

    Does radio cause male pattern baldness, cause I swear EVERY guy that goes into a booth comes out bald.

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