Guestbook

Maria McCall

Just passing through on a net journey looking for Elmwood Casino fans. My father worked at the casino for many years as emcee, Don McCall. He also loved Jimmy Durante! Blessings to you! M
Michigan

Jeanette Hotop

I was a child of the 60's and loved 'San Francisco' - I wore flowers in my hair wondering around Sydney Domain listening to the soap box speakers notably Webster. I witnessed an anti Vietnam War demonstration in Sydney where the crowds extended from the CBD right up William Street to the Cross and beyond. It was a great time but also a dangerous time - I turned my back on and survived the influx of drugs into Australia - many did not. I believe Scott McKenzie's San Francisco was the anthem of everything good about the 60's and early 70's in the US and Australia. I now reside in Perth WA.

Dick Weissman

My newest album, Near and Far, is dedicated to Scott McKenzie, my friend, and band-mate in The Journeymen. It has a guitar piece called Angeology, that's a musical portrait and remembrance of Scott.

if you go to my website, www.dickweissman.com you can hear it.

Dick Weissman

duncan green

The world needs some flowers in their hair right now.
Weve all forgotten what its like to be children.
God bless Scott. I didnt know him and I wasnt alive in 67'
Wer on our journey....
Im going to do what Scott says.
I'm going to remember to enjoy life.
Children have flowers in their hair.

STEVE ADAMS

SCOTT
I ALWAYS LOVED YOUR SONG SAN FRANCISCO IT TELEPORTS ME BACK TO THE GREATEST DAYS OF ROCK AND ROLL WHERE YOU HAD SOMETHING TO SAY AND MADE IMPACT ON LIVES WHOMEVER WHATEVER AND YOU ARE MISSED LOTS, ONE MORE THING BE SURE TO WHERE FLOWERS IN YOUR HAIR.

Kevin White

My Mum,Sandra passed away in 2008 and her favourite song was San Francisco so my memory to her was a Tattoo of her wedding bouquet Freesias and Roses with the words .... If your going to San Francisco be sure to wear some flowers in your hair .This reminds me of her everyday . PEACE

Steve carpenter

Your music will live forever

Thomas Nufer

One of my favorite song ever is `San Fransisco`. I travelled in Dharamshala (Tibet) while ScottMcKenzi died in August 2012.
Twenc

Hans Peter Fischer

Für mich ist der Song San Francisco von Scott Mc Kenzie ein Teil meiner Jugend. Diesen Ohrwurm habe ich sicher schon über tausend Mal gehört und kann ihn immer wieder hören. Mir wird Scott mit seiner Stimme und diesem Song immer in Erinnerung bleiben solange ich lebe.

Scott - I miss you

HPF

Alice K

My mom has found much peace in Scott's music recently. She's undergoing cancer treatment and calls him her "chemo buddy." I just wanted to let you all know he is still bringing much love and light to the world.

Mariano

Always in my old, tired heart. Soon we will be somewhere ... Perhaps "our" San Francisco, with flowers in our hair ... perhaps

Ad van den Heuvel Holland

When I here you singing "SAN FRANCISCO"I feel love&Peace in my heart
and I and I see flowers everywhere.
rest in peace brother

viviane

miss you

Belgium

Laurence McPherson

If there was only one song to hear, If there was only one time to live, If there was only one voice....

May it be, "San Francisco," The Summer of Love, and Scott McKenzie.

My life was forever changed the day I heard the song, those summer days and by an enchanting voice...

Thank you, Scott McKenzie

Philippe Georges

(english version below) En 67-68, ma jeune et belle Maman nous avait acheté le single "San Francisco" (j'avais 9 ans à l'époque). Cette chanson m'émeut toujours... et pourtant, celle qui me touche, très profondément (au point d'amener les larmes), c'est "What's the difference ?"... dans ses deux versions, dont l'une est vraiment philosophique, et l'autre pleine d'un espoir juvénile qui m'est disparu...
Scott, c'était la personnalisation de ce rêve américain des hippies des années 60 (non pas qu'il ait été forcément d'accord avec cela). Ces jeunes qui voulaient réenchanter le monde, un type de monde maintenant indispensable à la survie de l'humanité : frugal, aimant et attentionné, simple, écologique.
Cette Amérique-là a (seulement pour l'instant, j'espère) disparu, en proie maintenant à la guerre, à la suspicion, à l'effondrement moral, économique et financier...
Scott, R. I. P. , grâce à toi, je ne désespère pas... toi et tes chansons restent à jamais jeunes et émouvants...

Around 1967 (1968 ?), in Paris, my young and beautiful mother had bought us the "San Francisco" single (I was 9 at the time). This song moves me whenever I hear it...
Nevertheless, the song, which strikes very, very deep in myself (to the point of bringing up my tears) is "What's the difference ?"... in the two versions : one almost philosophical, the other vibrant with this kind of juvenile hope... I have lost !
Scott was the embodiement of the hippie american dream of the '60s (not that he was quite OK with that, for sure) . All those young people who wanted to re-enchant the world, a kind of world sorely needed now : frugal, loving and caring, gentle and simple, ecological.
This America has (only for the time being, I hope) disappeared, prey to the wars, the suspicion and a vast moral, economical and financial collapse.
Scott... R.I.P.
Thanks to you, I don't quite despair yet... you and your songs are forever young and moving...