We’re not going to a concert.
We’re not watching a steel orchestra.
We’re not attending an 80th anniversary.

No. We are HellsGating.

 HellsGate is no longer just a noun
a name etched on a drum, an institution standing since 1945,
The legendary firstborn of pan Dadli

HellsGate is now a movement! A mood! A moment!

When you step into The Legacy,
You don’t just arrive
You HellsGate in.

When the first iron knocks,
Your heartbeat syncs itself,
You start HellsGating.

When the tenors sweeten,
And the bass lifts your soul,
And the audience turns into one giant heartbeat
You realise you’re fully, officially, gloriously HellsGating.

It is 80 years of rhythm and resilience
80 years of captains who carried the mantle.
80 years of young hands learning old magic.
80 years of pan beating back every storm that ever threatened our spirit.

So yes, call it a concert if you want.
Call it history. Call it culture. 
Call it the longest-beating heartbeat in the Caribbean.

But for those of us who know,
Those who feel it deep down from Booby Alley
Spreading throughout Antigua and Barbuda
There’s only one way to describe this Legacy

We are HellsGating.
We are HellsGate people.
And this is HellsGate country.

See you at The Legacy.
Come ready.

Come loud.
Come to HellsGate.

A Tribute from the Petra-The-Spectator Family