The sun came out this weekend and I was excited to get my groove on. After Friday’s tribute to Michael at the Art Gallery, I wanted to head to the beach.

Saturday I decided to go to Kits Beach. I drove there, because it is too far to walk and paid $2.00/hr for parking. After walking around looking for the best spot to perform I set my boombox down and started dancing. People were stopping and watching for a bit, but it just wasn’t the same. Maybe I just picked the wrong spot, but it was nothing like I expected. I danced for a few songs with a couple of kids and then packed up without even bothering with my hat.

Today, was a different story! I was going to the Jazz Festival to see what I could do, but first I wanted to visit English Bay. As soon as I started walking through, there was cheering and smiles. It was amazing! I looked over at the crowd and pointed “here” and clapping broke out. Before I even finished setting up, a life guard was already on my case. I talked with the crowd and they told me, if they give me a ticket they will all dance battle the ranger. I started the show.

English Bay is where I belong. The people were awesome, big smiles everywhere, and everyone having a good time. About 5 songs into the show one of my buddies that is down there all the time told me they were writing me a ticket. I looked off into the distance and there was Mr. Ranger, with a pen in his hand and a ticket pad. I scrambled to pack up, because I can’t afford a ticket, and a few others ran over to give me some change.

I LOVE performing at English Bay and that is where the people want to see me. Please join the group, “SET SPANDY FREE Petition – Let him come back to English Bay” if you haven’t already. I really hope I can perform there again soon.

Spandy
PS> the “scoody” should be out by Wednesday. Waiting on batteries.

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