Dec 7, 2014
It started as a typical day in the heat of the Canadian summer. Festival season was in full swing! The event was called Connect and the ravers, campers and freaks roamed the wilderness. Enter Sir Tony Morello, the pride of the west and quite possibly the finest mixing talent in the Northern hemisphere. No sooner had our hero stepped onto the main stage, when in typical Canadian weather freakishness, it suddenly erupted with thunderstorms! oh no! horrors! The main stage forced a shutdown, the music stopped and dancers ran for cover leaving the field a barren wasteland. Undaunted by tragedy, the invincible Tony began plotting his next move, the storm would soon pass and he would be ready! Indeed as the sun finally peaked out and flooded the grass with warmth, what occurred next has become the fire of legend! Tony opened with magic and a never before heard style of super sunny boom, he coaxed the scattered flock back onto the field. They came from far and wide, they shook off the wet and the cold with the warmth of the master at work. A field of wet grass no more, smiles and the rhythm of warm feet pounded the ground, united in dance, not even caring as grass turned to mud and spirits lifted high, come rain or thunder, nothing could bring them down! Tony the hero? Tony the saviour? Rather just a humble master and his craft….and so it went something like this. Love always, The Drunken Monkey