Speaking of Rupert

Rupert.

Even his name makes me (us) sigh.

His is the calming reassurance that competency brings. His is the humor that leaves us all undone. His is the packing that makes our immense load of gear fit into cars SMALLER than the Tampax. His is the planning that coordinates the many cities and towns on our tours, the schmoozing that gets us sponsorship (thanks Prestige!). His are the playlists that help to pass the hours on the road. He is the man who thinks to bring water and coffee and chocolate-y treats to tired performers. His is the hairspray I use if I left mine in the last hotel room.

Rupert is our Tour Manager and Booking agent. He's Australian, and we're never letting him go back.

Several years back Rupert met with wild success with his band "Sonic Animation" which spurned a whole dance movement (the Melbourne Shuffle). You oughta see him dance.

He's been living in BC for the past several years and has agreed, for the time being, to work with us, and we are grateful and delirious (not necessarily in that order).

Rupert, we love you.