Produced by: Sean McBain
Director: Sean McBain 40’ — HD – 35 mm - Black & White
There was a man who changed the lives of a generation of young men in a small community in the city of Aberdeen. That community is Torry and that man is known as Beefy.
Beefy is a multi instrumentalist, former punk now suffering from Multiple Sclerosis who gave his time freely to teach a community the beauty of music in one of it’s most powerful forms; Rock.
Beefy was the musical and moral master and sensei for many a daft boy (myself included) growing up aimless and without purpose. We were boys with so much to say, so desperate to be heard but with no way to express ourselves until we walked through the doors of a shabby community centre in the heart of a council estate. Beefy, in the community project known as ‘The Doss’, introduced us to guitars, drums, bass and vocals and with that, we found our collective voices.
From the early nineties, The Doss was the breeding ground for a plethora of bands who all enjoyed modest success but more importantly, it was the music community, the sense of achievement and the encouragement received from people like Beefy that stood all of us in good stead to becoming the men we all are today. Men with morals, with jobs, with families and with a deep love and appreciation for music and community.
These ‘Sons Of Beefy’ are now on a journey to honour their stricken master and inspire the next generation to follow the wondrous path that music will set them on by writing and recording an album that will raise money to relaunch a facility much like the legendary Doss.
Loving music, creating music and playing music was the thing that made the cold North East winters more bearable for us ‘Torry and Kincorth Loons’. The Doss was a run down community centre at the foot of the high rise flats in Torry’s infamous South Balnagask area. In that glorified shed, youngsters would plug cheap guitars into well worn amps, knock lumps out of a rickety drum kit and howl down the mics of a fuzzy old PA and come out feeling like we were only steps away from Glastonbury. That dream was real and that dream took us all away from the various harsh realities we all faced. Dozens of kids passed through the doors of the doss and were mentored by the Wizard-like presence of Beefy. To many he was as much as a father figure, always on hand to learn the kids the tunes they loved.
It mattered not that no mega star ever came out of The Doss because what it did produce was a generation of men with a passion for music, a humble outlook on life and deep connection to a community and a man that will live on forever.
As a student of psychology and songwriter/producer, it is my intention to explore both the music and the minds of the ‘Sons of Beefy’ and particularly of the man himself, Beefy.
I want to highlight his musical genius, and the kind, humble heart of the man as well reflect upon the paradox that he did so much to inadvertently steady the ship of a generation of youths, while at times struggling with his own demons.
My vision is to exhibit the infectious character of a hero unknown to the wider world. I want to highlight the important role that community music and youth projects like The Doss have in nurturing the spirit of community, of music and the essence of rock n roll. I wish for the Film to be used as means of gaining support from government for funding for these resources and spreading the word to similar communities of how important a facility can be to the misguided youth of today.
I also wish to show that learning an instrument and forming a band is a life experience that everyone should try and that although the pursuit may never lead to stardom, the memories and connections help build good people with good souls.