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Another Saturday Night... (I Love L.A. cont'd)

Hey Soul Mates,
well, the Dodgers lost to the Braves 1-5. And Eric Gagne made a very inauspicious return to the team giving up back-to-back home runs to the Jones Boys. Ugh. But, it was beautiful night at Chavez Ravine.

Kind of a neat day around town. This morning at the local Ralph's, ran into old neighbor
Billy Griffin. We chatted mainly about baseball; he's from Baltimore and loves the O's. Oh, who's Billy, you ask? He wrote and sang Love Machine with the Miracles ("I'm just a love machine and I don't work for nobody but you"). He was the singer who replaced Smokey Robinson. That's a pretty cool job. Billy says he's got a new CD on the way and he's very pleased with it and being in control of his musical destiny. He's certainly paid his dues.

Then this afternoon at the NOHO arts festival, we caught up with
Bernard Fowler, he of the Rolling Stones touring band and Big Monday at the Joint. Funny to see him out in daylight. But he seems happy and well. I'm sure he's got busy times ahead. The new Stones tour revs up shortly. That's a cool job, too.

It's really a trip to know these people and fun to talk with them. There are always notables out and about this town, just gotta keep your eyes pealed. Billy and Bernard might not be recognized on sight even by the keenest music fans, but they have both made respectable careers with music. Hope we do the same.

Love, Power, Peace

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