You never expect to hear what I heard on the opposite end of the phone Sunday morning. Stunned doesn’t cover it.
Chances are, if you’ve ever had your radio on Sonic during any particular weekend over the past 5 years, you had the honor and privilege of hearing Graham Scott at his finest. His radio voice was a weekend staple to many listeners, getting them through their weekend with the absolute perfect mix of humour, cutting edge news on technology and viral videos, and of course, Mark Hoppus twitter updates.
What a lot of people didn’t get to know was the man behind the voice. I am so honored to have had spent the time with Graham that I did, and had I known what was coming, I’d have made plans to see him again soon. He had such a passion for life itself that makes his death so hard to comprehend.
The first time that I remember talking with Graham was during one of his shows. I had tickets to a show that night and could no longer attend. I asked him to pass on my number to anyone who may be looking to go. He seemed shocked that I wasn’t looking for money in return, so I explained my belief in Concert Karma. He laughed, thanked me, and we ended the conversation. I had no idea the friendship that would grow from just one simple phone call.
There were always stories. So many stories. Graham had a story for everything! And a song to go with it too. It was likely a song you had never heard of before, but one that would quickly become one of your favorites, because that was something else about Graham, he always knew exactly what you needed to hear. He had such a sincere way of delivering a compliment, or advice, that would fill your heart and make you feel valued and heard. That is not an easy trait to maintain, yet he did it effortlessly.
The last time I saw Graham was at a fundraiser I put together for the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society a few months ago. He promoted my event on his show that day and doubled our ticket sales just like that! He told me that day that he felt so proud to know me. My heart breaks that I never told him the same.
I don’t begin to claim that I know what happens in the afterlife, or if there is one, but where ever my friend Graham is right now, it just became a better place.
You will forever be missed Mr. Brit. By Many, by me.