So much has been said about Elton John cancelling his show on Saturday night, so here's my Dear John letter.

Dear Sir Elton John,

I am writing this because I was one of the thousands who was at the Memorial Centre this past Saturday night, and I feel I need to say something. We all piled into our local arena, took our seats, bought programs and t-shirts only to find out, around 8:14 PM that you had fallen ill, you had lost your voice and would not be performing that night.

A few weeks ago, I lost my voice. I can sympathize. I was sick as a dying dog and doing anything, let alone sing for two hours was completely out of the question. I use my voice for a living too. I’m pretty sure dozens of people actually noticed the two days I took off work.

Like everyone else trying to make sense of this, I am susceptible to rumours, and there have been quite a few juicy ones swirling around Peterborough since you canceled your show this past weekend. If it is true that you weren’t happy with your accommodations, you didn’t like the smell, whatever. I can’t say I enjoy the stink of men’s jocks either.

What I do know for sure, is that you played Friday night in Sarnia. You were at an event on Saturday in Toronto where you spoke, and then last night you spoke and performed at the Fashion Cares Gala at TIFF.

I know there are priorities in life. Decisions must be made; hard decisions that affect lots of people. I can’t even begin to imagine what your life must be like, so I don’t blame you for having to make an unfavourable game time call.

All I ask is that you don’t leave us hanging. Don’t act as though we are nothing more than a stinky smear on your schedule. We are hardworking people who, since May, have been holding tightly to our tickets, counting down the days until we could pile into the Memorial Centre and sing along to our favourite songs.

That being said, I could not have been more impressed with how the people of this city and those who traveled from farther away dealt with the whole thing. Utter shock and disappointment, to be sure, but it was handled with class and understanding.

I guess what I’m asking for is some sort of apology. Some sort of statement or acknowledgement. Something. Anything! A lot of hard work and money spent, a lot of time and energy and I feel we deserve an explanation.

Sincerely yours,

Dani Stover