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Cinema Bar Show Recap

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What a great way to start Grammy Week. Last night's show at the Cinema Bar with the Inimitables was a fantastic way to spend my birthday. The band was brilliant as usual; as was the audience. So many beautiful faces. Thank you for the rousing rendition of Happy Birthday, too. The set was heavy on tunes from ON THE REBOUND, as usual. Here the set list:

So Sophisticated
Saffron Dancer
Your Majestic Rejection
Supermodels With Gatling Guns
Our Love Is Known By Name
Huckleberry Finn
A Talent For Loving
She's My Go-To
On The Rebound
A Miracle Is On The Way

Later in the night, I joined Adam Marsland and the Chaos Band for some covers. I did harmonies on some; lead vox on others. Those hits were:

That's The Way of the World (Earth, Wind & Fire)
Hot Fun In The Summertime (Sly & The Family Stone)
Mama Can't Buy You Love (Elton John)
Jive Talkin' (Bee Gees)

I spent the rest of my day watching Martin Scorsese's documentary on George Harrison, Living In The Material World. My DVR had eaten it, when I recorded it originally. So, now owning a copy, I was able to watch it leisurely. I would never count George as my second favorite Beatle, but my appreciation for him grew even more. For anyone who cares about the wildest pop phenomenon of the 20th century; it's worth spending four hours with George.

What's next? Well, I'm looking forward to creating a video for Huckleberry Finn. The Missus and I are going to the Grammy Awards on Sunday. I promise to tweet. And there is another tour of the UK looming. I'm particularly excited because I have a proper album to properly promote. And proper fans to properly entertain. Look out Manchester and Liverpool. I will have a larger announcement once dates and venues are confirmed.

All for now.
Peace and Disco Beats

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