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Hey Soul Mates,
less than 24 hours till our next show at the Gig. I'm at the computer with a new mouse pad. And it has my face on it. Kinda neat, kinda surreal. Of course, Doug & Bryan are there, too. The first of the merch came in yesterday. Had to check out the quality of Cafe Press' work. The sharpest items are the mouse pad and the mugs. Hey, Rush Hour Soul is on a mug. As much time as I spend drinking tea at the computer I figured this made sense.


This is Callie wearing the Dawg Pound shirt. Cute, huh? And the dog is adorable, too. It's not easy to find good models nowadays.

Tonight, I met the gang over at Trilogy. Bry just got his hair cut. Looks good. The other night after rehearsal he was sporting a serious afro. Justin T. would be jealous. So would Napoleon D.

Random thought: which rap artist should Rush Hour Soul have a feud with? Everyone is doing it. 50 Cent has beef with The Game; 50 has beef with Fat Joe; 50 has beef with Gore Vidal. I was thinking that if we ever had to get our hands dirty in a hip-hop brawl we should go against Oaktown's 3-5-7. Juicy got me krazy! Let me just say they better not try to step to us at the Gig tonight. Ok, if they aren't available, how about Shawn Brown, the "Rappin' Duke?" I think we could take him. Duh-huh, duh-huh. Does Malcolm McLaren still count as a hip hop artiste? Malc, you haven't done anything fresh since Buffalo Gals. Snap!

I'm not sure why anyone would have beef with a cat with shrapnel in his mouth or someone who outweighed half the Browns' offensive line... combined.

I think everyone coming to the show is going to like what we've put together. This is one of those showcase slots. So, we are only playing for 25 minutes. Don't be late or you'll miss it. It's going to be high energy. As Jackie said, "Baby, work out!" Dress to impress or dance. Come on out to the Gig, it's free and we've got some important things to discuss with you.
Love, Power, Peace

Comments

Anonymous said…
Malcolm as hip hop artist? uh, not any more I guess. But he did the very cool "About Her" from Kill Bill 2, and now there's a bootleg song "Malcolm McLennon" of Imagine and another John Lennon song on top of Malcolm's song.
http://www.prankmonkeyrecords.co.uk/

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