How Hoole's got talent

(i.e. community, audience, success, failure and cojones)

And so the stage was set ...
 
A Wolf creeps in ...

I'd been kindly invited by Sue on Facebook to attend the Hoole's Got Talent event.  I took my wife along with me too; I figured it'd be good for us to get out and about. 

We arrived a little early.  The welcome was kind.  The BBQ smoke drifted deliciously amongst our senses: a sharpness which reminded us of wondrously other times in not always wondrously other places.

Not Chester.  Other places ...

Later, of course, there was everything from burgers and immense bags of Doritos to free cordial, and drinks at the bar specially laid on for the occasion.

As the acts did, performed and eventually strutted their stuff, I found myself tweeting just two tweets.  This simple one first:

Then this one, as a rapid summary of what I felt had gone on:

From uni-boy bands & golden boy bands to glorious R&B and Michael Jackson covers - via super-cool tech placed at the service of an even cooler music (my cap is duly doffed, clever Chris) ...
The Seagulls

... there was room for wonderful heights and there was room for momentary despondency; room for reflection and room for plain and simple enjoyment ...


People - older, younger, toddler-sized, barely three-months-old - listened, chattered, experienced, imbibed.  And why not imbibe?  A special word, for a special place.

And then some moments of truth, as the judges took time out to reach their decisions ...
Cymbals, drums, keyboards - and hearts beating gently in expectation

... the rest of us reflecting perhaps on what might have been ...

... and realising another stage will be set for tomorrow.

And in the meantime, just go socking it madly to them, however you goddamn think you must ... should ... and can!

So the judges gave their verdicts ...
Mark, Hoole's now professional judge, stopping those gently beating hearts for a moment

And the winners were Wolf.

But in truth, the real winners weren't just Wolf.  The real winners were community, audience, success, failure and cojones.  

The real winners, in fact, were all the people who came together today; all the people who helped make it work; all the people who just damn well wanted to contribute in some way or other.  

All the people of Hoole.

Oh, and did I mention Wolf?  Well, Wolf too, of course!

:-)