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On Fire, Cuzzin!

Hey Soul Mates,
Rush Hour Soul was in full effect last night... and so were our fans. First, thanks to everyone who made it out to see the show. And extra thanks if you brought a friend. We had a lot of first-timers. That's always a blast. And the feedback was really great to hear. The turnout for the whole night was good, I'm sure the Gig was pleased. All the good looking girls and boys come out to see RHS!

As the curtain rose, Doug played his kick ass drum intro to A Talent For Loving. The crowd was into it from the get-go. We played a mostly uptempo set, only slowing down for Down By Love and Love Someone at the end. Bryan really wailed on those solos, cuzzin. Did you like the shades? Bryan also lead the handclapping on Fall Out when I had to tend to a technical glitch with my bass. And Doug, can't say enough about the man keeping the time. Love you, dog. I'm so proud of the band, not because we accomplished anything great, but because we love what we do: entertaining you.

Here's the set list:
A Talent For Loving
Excommunication
Down By Love
Fall Out
Saffron Dancer
Hold On, I'm Comin'
Sucka
Love Someone

Yeah, it was a short set, but HI-NRG.

Right now, I'm kicking back with some tea and putting together some of the photos from last night. We are looking forward to our next show on Friday April 22. Keyboardist extraordinaire, Adam Marsland will be performing on a few numbers including a new cover we hope will knock your socks off. We're also planning on adding one more new song to the set for the month.

Keep it tuned here for the latest!
Love, Power, Peace

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