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A Plum Night [Show Recap]

Hey Soul Mates,
what a great show at the Good Hurt last night. You all sent us off in style. It was fun to play without a set list again. Your requests were fabulous. We had our eye on the first couple of songs, then we turned it over to the audience.

The sound in the Good Hurt was spectacular too. You can tell when the opening act is an industrial techno pop group and you don't need earplugs. That venue has been really good to us. Bryan's new guitar is simply amazing [And now we're twins. Ok, Fender, where's our endorsement? American made Fender Jazz is all the way live!] The player? We already knew he was the bomb. How'd you like that knee drop solo!? The rhythm section was slamming too! Doin' it Vulcan style, baby!!

The band did the stroll in our shades of magenta, fuschia and purple. Yes, a plum bunch. The pictures will be up soon, but here's a taste.


This is the set list to the best of our knowledge!

Set List:
Sucka
U Had The $
Everyone's Ingenue
Down By Love (requested by Tiffany)
The Word (requested by Rosanna)
Supermodels With Gatling Guns (requested by Adina)
Saffron Dancer (requested by Patty)
Fall Out (requested by Jana & Mari)
A Talent For Loving (by popular demand)


Now we have to shift gears into overdrive. Our next show will be in Jolly Old England in the heart of Sheffield. Nothing but pure excitement.
Needless to say, we are going to miss all of our dancing girls from LA. But we'll be back. And we expect to have them grooving across the UK!

I've spent the morning writing and playing at the piano. And the dog is tearing up my knee. She really likes the new ballad I'm working on and she stands up and digs into my leg. Guess it's the high notes!
Love, Power, Peace

Comments

Anonymous said…
You also did Everything my Heart Desires...when you asked for a ballad....I picked it!!!

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