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         WORD ON THE STREET

Jacqui Brown is a born singer—effortless, authentic, and unmistakably herself. She doesn’t have to chase a sound or imitate others; her voice is uniquely her own. Always in tune and perfectly on time, she makes a producer’s job seamless. Beyond her vocal talent, Jacqui is a true songwriter in the classic sense. She tells compelling stories through her music, rather than simply expressing emotions without direction something that sets her apart in today’s industry.
Confident, professional, and always ready to deliver, whether in the studio or on stage, Jacqui Brown is the real deal.

Allan Rodger ~ Producer ~ Musician 

www.flexitonestudios.com

Jacqui Brown is a national treasure. Her voice and songwriting cuts through all the chatter and reminds us why we are here. Her total presence on stage makes her performances magical, whatever Jacqui does she's all in. 

John Burton ~ Doug & The Slugs 

Producer, Musician

The blues are timeless and so is Jacqui Brown.  I’ve been her fan for decades.  She’s always surrounded herself with the best musicians including my friend the late great guitarist Gaye Delorme. She has co-written with formidable guitarist/songwriter John Burton (of Doug & the Slugs) and has stayed true to her craft with her honesty and heartfelt singing.  I look forward to the day when Jacqui attains the widespread recognition she so deserves."
Tom Lavin (Powder Blues) 

STAY TUNNED FOR 2026 SHOWS 

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Southlands Grange Farmers Market 
August 15th 2026
10~3PM 

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Kids World.

I was restless from day one, always pushing the edges of our little northern town tucked deep in the Canadian boreal forest. Our horses were my saving grace and the barn was my safe place. My brothers and I grew up on books, not television. Our mother made sure of that. She kept a National Geographic and Life magazine subscription running in our house, along with a giant atlas we loved so much we wore the pages thin. Africa, Egypt, Rome, Greece lit something up in me that never went out. My favourite place to ride was a hill where the Great Lakes winds had carved the land into something that looked almost like a desert. I would take our horses out at full gallop and in my head I was a warrior queen. Then one day, out of nowhere, I saw it clear a vision of myself on a stage, singing in front of hundreds of people. That waking dream shaped the rest of my life.

 Are Rock'n'Rollers born, or are they made? 

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