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Hey Soul Mates,
it's been a long day. Managed to see about an hour of the Oscars. That was enough. Got to see the Three 6 Mafia win an Academy Award. Whoop Whoop. I'm sure my Dad was thrilled Bob Altman received an honorary Oscar. That's one of Dad's favorite directors (my Dad has a role in "The Gingerbread Man" and has always had glowing things to say about Altman); plus I like "M*A*S*H*."

We had a really good rehearsal this afternoon. Worked on our harmonies for the second day in a row. Takes a lot of concentration to get everyone attuned to singing harmonies where we might not have in the past. The results are encouraging. I know I need to work a little more on our Beatles cover for Friday.

The band took advantage of beautiful weather here in L.A. today and had a photo shoot this afternoon. Yesterday, I noticed a new bike path being built along Chandler St., NoHo, where there are some great murals on the adjacent warehouses. A combination of vibrant Crayola colored paintings, construction and sunshine. The first result is the new welcome page at
Rush Hour Soul.com or maybe you've seen it as our MySpace avatar. Of course, I mention all the color and the first pic is grayscaled. Ha Ha. Somehow B&W worked for that particular shot. There are even more (maybe, better) pictures to come. Special thanks to our photog, Patty Tokahuta for taking the time out on short notice to snap away.

Doug: hope the flight was uneventful. Your cowboy hat is dope.
Bry: the harmony arrangements are dope, too.

Have a good week everyone. We'll see you soon!
Love, Power, Peace

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