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Merch #2 and the TAMI show

I've spent most of the day doing more design work on the logos that will appear on the new merchandise. It's always tough to figure out what people might like to wear that represents themselves and the band. I think I've made the right choices. One in particular should go over well with all the RHS cheerleaders out there. As mentioned earlier, there will be 3 tee shirt designs.

Time to get out and get some air. Maybe pick up a new tie or two. Gotta be sharp.

Tonight, I'm going to the Arclight (formerly the Cinerama Dome on Sunset) for a screening of the "T.A.M.I. Show." I've only seen it once, back in high school, but it should be fun on a big screen. the "T.A.M.I. Show" is a 1964 concert film featuring James Brown, The Rolling Stones, The Beach Boys, Chuck Berry, Marvin Gaye and more. I specifically need to see the Godfather in his Prime. Owww! The first four of those acts, I'm fortunate to seen in person. Never got to see Marvin. One of my hobbies is going to concerts. Kind of like trainspotting for members of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. I try to see every one who is in the Hall already and some I figure who are on their way (ex. I got tix for the Beastie Boys this morning. Oh, and don't think the B Boys won't get in. 'Cause they will. I figure Run DMC will be the first rap group into the Hall, followed closely by the Beasties. I haven't seen them yet, but I expect to be wowed.) Later this week, I'll see Earth, Wind & Fire and Chicago, on the same bill. EW&F is in; Chicago is not. I wonder how my friend Mark W. in Jax feels about their absence? :)

Finally, this a.m. I watched Mia Hamm and the ladies defeat Brasil in soccer at the Olympics. I must admit, the opening ceremonies were well done. The floats with human sculptures and living art were particularly striking. I could've done without Bjork, though. Why didn't they have George Michael (a.k.a. Yorgos Kyriatou Panayioutou), the biggest Greek descended pop star ever, perform? He's still a major artist. And no Vangelis or Chariots of Fire, as far as I could tell. Oh well.

All for now.
You know how it goes: Love, Power, Peace!

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