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Hey Soul Mates, it's baseball season once again!
Check out our new bubblegum cards on our bio page at rushhoursoul.com. They took a little while to design. Hope you enjoy them. I've always wanted to appear on bubblegum cards. When I was a kid I made them from cardboard and put myself on all my favorite teams in just about every major sport.

I'm also gearing up for another season of Rotisserie baseball. I've been in a league for 12 non-consecutive years (took one year off in 1999). Finished dead last the past 2 seasons in a row. But we've changed the franchise name from the Nowhere Men to Norman Conquest and we're poised to contend.

Last night, we went to see Ed Harcourt at Hotel Cafe. Thanks for getting us in, Bryan. The Hotel Cafe is a tiny, tiny venue. Helped that Ed was pretty much to himself on stage. He's an interesting bloke. Reminds me a bit of my pal, Will. Hobbit-like and very British. And extra-talented. I first saw Ed at the El Rey back in '02. Kind of
discovered his music by accident when I was still DJing at Sam Goody. He's kind of a gentler Tom Waits and a very creative pianist.

Less than 48 hours until our next show...

Love, Power, Peace

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