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  line up 1 (1969-72)

- Jeff Cozy -- vocals, drums, percussion
- James Croegaert -- vocals, keyboards
- Wayne McKibbin (RIP 2007) -- vocals, guitar
- Boyd Sibley -- vocals, keyboards
- David Klug -- vocals, bass


  line up 2 (1972)

- James Croegaert -- vocals, keyboards

- Tom Eisenman -- drums, percussion (replaced Jeff Cozy)
- Wayne McKibbin (RIP 2007) -- vocals, guitar
- Boyd Sibley -- vocals, keyboards
- David Klug -- vocals, bass 



- The Jesters III (Jim Croegaert and Wayne McKibbin)



Genre: psych

Rating: ** (2 stars)

Title:  Hope

Company: A&M

Catalog: SP-4329

Year: 1972

Country/State: Lacrosse, Wisconsin

Grade (cover/record): VG / VG+

Comments: gatefold sleeve; small cut out hole top right corner; light radio station stamp on front cover

Available: 1

Catalog number: 4810

Price: $80.00


Okay, here's the deal on this one.  I bought this at a yard sale, slapped it on the turntable and thought it was one of the dullest LPs I'd heard in a long time.  It ended up in a pile of stuff that was destined for Goodwill.  Fast forward a couple of years (you're right, the pile of vinyl is still waiting to be taken to charity), and I start seeing the album pop up on several high priced sales lists.  Were my initial impressions that far off?

Formed in Lacrosse, Wisconsin, and originally known as The Jesters III (see separate entry), following an ill-fated 1970 single for the small Peace label, in 1972 Hope (drummer Jeff Cozy, keyboardists James Croegaert and Boyd Sibley, guitarist Wayne McKibbin and bassist David Slug) found themselves signed to Herb Alpert's A&M Records. Produced by Jack Richardson (of Guess Who fame), the quintet's self-titled debut is hard to get a handle on. Four of the five members contributed material and all five provided vocals. Unfortunately, little of the material is remarkable. Clearly interested in making a grand statement, material such as 'Where Do You Want To Go', 'One Man' and 'Find Him' boasts a pseudo-Christian agenda (maybe I'm just reading that into it).  Unfortunately, for the most part the band just couldn't deliver the goods. Exemplified by material such as Croegart's 'Deliverance', weak vocals, pedestrian lyrics and hackneyed arrangements combined to make the album professional, but plodding. Hard to imagine saying this, but give me a Moody Blues album any day ...  The album was originally released with a gatefold sleeve.  And one further tidbit for the truly anal collector - virtually every copy that hits the market seems to be a white label promotional issue.  This is one of the rarer commercial brown labels. 

"Hope" track listing:
(side 1)

1.) Where Do You Want To Go?   (Wayne McKibbin) - 3:41

2.) One Man   (Boyd Sibley) - 4:44

3.) Find Him   (Wayne McKibbin) - 4:10

4.) Deliverance   (James Croegaert ) - 4:22

5.) From Thy Father's Hands   (Boyd Sibley) - 5:05


(side 2)

1.) Walkin' Over Hills and Valleys   (Wayne McKibbin) - 4:00

2.) One of These   ( James Croegaert ) - 4:12

3.) Little Things   (David Klug) - 3:05

4.) Cold Morning   ( James Croegaert )  - 4:01

5.) Everyone Needs   (Wayne McKibbin)  - 4:04


By the way, having seen the album on some of those high priced sales lists, I went back and gave it another spin.  It's still boring, though the cover art is kind of cool.


And lo and behold one of the band members stumbled across my brief review.  I certainly won't apologize for my earlier comments.  As I've always said, they simply reflect my uneducated opinion at a given point in time and what I like, others will find hideous and vice versa.  That said, I have no problem with someone taking me to task for an opinion.  The fact of the matter is Boyd Sibley and his crew have more musical talent than I will ever be able to muster up.


Hey Badcat,
I read your review for the Hope album.  I can only say that your taste in what good, inspirational music differs from our dedicated HOPE fans and the many who found their own unique spiritual path through the music of HOPE.  Although the album may not have reflected the power of the live performance (did you ever attend a HOPE concert?) It did bring the spiritual message to the forefront with a certain beauty that was unique for its time. It is still a treasured find to many as is the pearl of great price that this album points to in its underlining truth that the Son of Man is still with us and loves us all in spite of ourselves. ... and Badcat, by the way, you must have really been bored and half asleep when you listed the song contents. You neglected to include one of my written songs: Valley of Hope. Perhaps it is this HOPE that you really need to find since HE is never boring. (and you may quote me).

Warm regards
Boyd Sibley

November, 2010


Mr. Sibley was also kind enough to provide a band history:


Hope began in early 1969 when two members from the Jesters III, Wayne McKibbin and Jim Croegaert got together with me (Boyd Sibley) and Jeff Cozy from the Bobby Lee Every Day People Band and also along with Dave Klug from Admiral Cranberry, decided to do a jam session together one night after hours at a club we were playing at called The Purple Haze in Wisconsin Dells,  near Madison.
We began our jam at 1 AM and as the sun came up in late July we were still jamming. Afterwards we all said respectively, we are going to leave our present
bands and form an alliance together. We did. We all gathered together at the McKibbin farmhouse in Esofea, Wisconsin which is an enchanted area and park known for its beauty and mysterious glow in the dark tree bark (that we subsequently discovered to be a rare fungus which illuminated the nigh)t.
We were a jam band and for the next 12 months after having a meal of rice or soup, began the jam around 6:30 PM and like the first jam, we would go all night until sunrise. Then we'd sleep, walk together to Esofea Park in the warm sunshine, come back late afternoon and begin the evening meal and the Jam once again.
This was our life for the whole first year. During our free time we read books, we loved C.S. Lewis and J.R. Tokein. we also studied ancient scriptures from the east such as the Tibetan Book of the Dead and various forms of Yoga and Zen. In 1970, we were all initiated into Transcendental Meditation and began an inward inquiry that began our spiritual walk together.
But that in itself wasn't enough. One day an old dirt farmer drove up to our farm house in his old pickup truck with the words written on the back, "No man cometh to the Father but by Me", John 14:6.   Ol' Hank Green was just a smilin' at us and invited us to the Westby Theater that night where he was going to share 'the Good News". We all laughed at old Hank, us being hard core rockers, him being a confused old man with visions of grandeur.  But somehow, we all found ourselves jamming into Wayne's 1960 Ford Fairlane heading for the Westby Theatre.
I will never forget that night. The theater was old, the screen had a giant slit torn from one end to the other. There was a stage in front of it. We waited for the show. But it was only ol' Hank and his even older mechanic friend, Milo,  who walk out from the side of the stage and stood in front of us as we sat in the front row, the five of us and Wayne's brother, Michael, caretaker for Esofea Park.  Hank's face had a mysterious glow to it that night, thought maybe he had eaten some of that glowing fungus (just kidding). Hank began to tell us the story of God's love for mankind, then made it up close and personal as he spoke about God's love for each one of us and how He came to this world as a man so we could relate to Him. Hank never stopped smiling for a half an hour as he spoke about this One who was still with us in spiritual form. When he was finished, it was Michael that first spoke. "Hank, would you pray for one as lowly as me?" Old Hank walked over to Michael and put his hands on Michael's shoulders and began to pray.  Then he came over to each one of us and did the same. When he touched my shoulders and began his prayer, I felt something. I really felt something! I felt as if it was just me, alone with another presence. My whole body felt warmed by Hank's touch. There as a warm wind blowing, blowing softly through my Soul.
Afterwards our days took on a different note and we put aside the texts of the east and began reading little by little the pages of the Bible we had all once
jeered at. Slowly, not over night, but over time, perhaps three to four months, we received the blessings of those destined words to change the hearts of men, even hard core rock and rollers.
Our music began to change, more gentle, more melodic, with our eyes always closed allowing a new spirit to take us to a new place as we jammed each night. It was a place of bliss, of love, of Hope.   We began to incorporate lyrics into our music. And the new obvious name for the band became HOPE.
We put together 11 songs and began doing concerts in the area. Then one night we took a trip to southern Wisconsin to see the last performance by
The Buckinghams. They had top hits like, 'Kind of a Drag' and 'Have Mercy on Me' and several others. But the band was burned out and this was to be their
last performance. Wayne was introduced to their drummer, John Polos. John came to hear our band and loved us. Yes, his open Greek heart was soft and tender.  He became our Manager.   ... and he had connections. First, he flew us to New York to audition for Columbia Records. In the studio, we were all separated. We were used to jamming together; now we were all put into different rooms with head phones. It wasn't our vibe and soon we were on our way back to Wisconsin.
Several weeks later, John called. He said there is a talent agent he had spoken with from A&M Records who was interested in hearing the band. We said, "no way" unless he comes here!  And he did. Allen from A&M trraveled from California all the way out and through the pastures and farmlands to our farm house in Esofea.  He was intending to stay the night and fly back the next day from Madison.  He ended up staying for two weeks and didn't want to leave. We had found a new company interested   in our "live" sound and our message of Hope.
The rest is history, we signed contracts with A&M Records. They found us a producer in the form of  Jack Richardson who had just finished producing The Guess Who. We made the trip to Toronto, Canada, and got to work at Manta Studio which had just installed a brand new 24 track studio.. Manta Sound became our home for the next six weeks. Richardson's assistant, David Green was largely responsible for 'sweetening' the album after we'd finished recording the basic tracks.
We offered up 13 songs, Jack chose 11 and we began the recording.
What you get with the Hope album was not a polished heavy rocking band. The jam had been put aside and in its place a warmth of lyric and melodies that
came from a place much deeper than we could ever know emerged.
It may not be fit for all, but for the some who received it with openness, there were changed lives. A warm wind began blowing for others. I remember a concert in Chicago put on by Campus Crusade for Christ where they brought in portable Bapistries. After we played and Wayne spoke about the love of God, over 200 people made the plunge into the baptismal waters of faith. We stayed with some of these people talking for hours which turned into days. These souls became our family and soon we would go on tour and meet many more souls as John Polos got a touring contract with the William and Morris Agency.
Our first official tour started at the McCormick Place in Chicago opening for Three Dog Night. We would then tour with The James Gang, Chase, The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band and even Alice Cooper as their opening act. The band played on for 2 more years before Wayne felt the calling to leave the band and join the ministry.
Our last concert was in Esofea Park, July of 1972 for several hundred family, friends and people from all over the region who came to bid Hope farewell.
Today, hope is still alive. My recording studio in Alto, New Mexico  is called HOPE Universal Recording Studio. 


I would welcome you to visit me on line at:

My life has never been the same since that night at the Westby theater when ol' Hank put his hands on my shoulders. The warm wind blowin' back then is still blowin' now and will be my hope and inspiration the rest of my days on Earth. In that moment, I had found myself, my faith, my true identity, I had come Home.
Where are they now?


- Jeff Cozy, who owns Brite ideas recording in LaCrosse, Wisconsin is practicing healing arts and sound therapy and much the same way that I do as well here in Alto, New Mexico.


- Jim Croegaert is Pastor of Reba Place in Evansville, Indiana


- Tom Eisenman, who replaced original drummer, Jeff Cozy in early 1972 is the Christian educational director of a large church near Oakland, CA


- Dave Klug is a pastor in Lincoln Illinois.

- Wayne McKibbin passed in 2007 from a cancerous brain tumor, he was the Chaplain of the state prison in California.

Jeff and I remained close. We ventured our first CD together in 2004 called the Drums of Peace. It is a journey into Soul and Vision Quest with Earth drums, percussion, Native American flutes, keyboards and even a little spirit filled chanting.
I send you blessings and thank you for this opportunity to meet another who was touched in one way or another by the legacy of Hope.
Boyd Sibley
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