Rest In Peace uncle Jack. Thank you for helping me find my voice when I was just a little girl. Thank you for lifting me up onto the padded stool in grandmas basement when I was three and four years old so I could reach the microphone and sing your own songs to you, my tiny voice dwarfed by your rich Baritone.
Thank you for gifting me your Kustom amp when I turned ten- I still have it and it is truly a treasure to me. It knows me better than anyone and holds my most cherishe...d moments and darkest heartache within its tubes and wires.
Thank you for the handwritten letters you would write back and forth with me back in the day when I was in my twenties living in Arizona. You were generous in your encouragement and mentoring. It meant more to me than you ever knew.
Thank you for absolutely demanding that I bring my own fresh sound and style to the Rockabilly genre - you made me promise to not imitate the same old songs and sounds just to fit into “a scene” (your air quotes not mine) - you told me to bring my own style and energy to it and to hell with fitting in. Thank you for breaking your own rule of never singing at weddings and playing with me and Sean at my wedding - until the cops came and shut us down lol! Thank you, for everything. I’m sure you are eating meatballs with grandma and grandpa, uncle Jimmy and little Jerry! Rock the great band stand in the sky uncle Jack! You will be missed.
*** For those asking, my uncle Jack had a massive heart attack on Sunday and while they did everything they could to help him come back, it simply was not to be. Giovanni Domenico Scafone (Jack Scott) passed away this afternoon. He was a musical treasure to millions, a reluctant rock and roller (he once walked off a Dick Clark tour in the middle of the night because he missed his girlfriend back home) and a true talent. But to me he was my uncle Jack who I learned so much from.
He will be deeply missed. ***
