Leaving On A Jet Plane... In A Little While

Hey Soul Mates,
we are all stoked. We've made our flight resv's for the UK. It's a first international flight for both Doug & Bryan. Me, you know I loves the traveling and collecting those frequent flier miles. This will make my sixth trip to England. And it never ceases to amaze me. It will be Spring time. Maybe we'll get in a one-day cricket test or a little footie. Any suggestions on which side to support? I know Doug wants to see Wimbledon's Centre Court. Bry wants to see Stonehenge, but I think it has more to do with Spinal Tap than anything else.

This weekend we had two really productive rehearsals. Mainly worked on vocal parts for two hours on Saturday. Yesterday, we did a full electric practice. The run through Fall Out that we did was heavy (as they used to say). Dead heavy on the funk. We plan to record a version of Fall Out for our re-issue of the EP for the UK. On the way home, Doug and I were listening to Cameo and Parliament, singing along. Shake your pants.

Tomorrow night, we are going down to the Key Club to see Locksley from NYC. They are going to be bill mates of ours for our first UK show in Sheffield, May 26.

Back to business.
Love, Power, Peace

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