Hamilton Motown tribute to support St. Matt's housing project
On Thursday, May 29, Motown Mania will bring performances of hits by stars such as Diana Ross and the Supremes, the Temptations and the Jackson 5 to the McIntyre Performing Arts Centre at Mohawk College.
The Holk Family event's proceeds will go to non-profit St. Matt's, formerly St. Matthew's House, and the 412 Barton Project.
In the fall, the 412 Barton Project will shelter 15 homeless or low-income seniors in Hamilton and provide wraparound services. Priority will be given to women, people with disabilities and members of the BIPOC community.
The event starts at 7 p.m. at
135 Fennell Ave. W., Hamilton
. Tickets range from $45 to $55.
To buy, go to
mcintyrepac.ca/event/motown_mania
.
Cheyenne Bholla is a reporter at The Hamilton Spectator.
cbholla@thespec.com
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