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Hey Soul Mates,
what a groovy weekend. Thanks to everyone who contributed to our fundraising event last night. That was some kind of hootenanny. Possibly the most slammin rent party in history. It was great hearing everyone belt out our songs. You all drowned me out, like a choir of drunken angels. Your evite requests were fun, of course. We hadn't done Excommunication in a while and we were abetted by Jen T on the cowbell. The second surprise Beatles' cover went over well. We will be debuting that one electrically at Lennon's on Memorial Day/Bank Holiday at IPO. Congratulations to our prize winners, enjoy them in good health. We still have a little over two weeks before our departure, but that was a nice send-off. Thanks to everyone who brought food or beverages and you know who you are.

If you weren't in attendance and you'd like to contribute, by all means please do. Just e-mail me at
norm@rushhoursoul.com for details. The premiums for a $10 donation are a limited edition tour pin, tour postcard and tour sticker. From L.A. With Love! If you would like to receive a postcard from the band while we are on the road, that can be arranged along with any donation you'd like to make. We aren't too proud to ask for a little help from our friends. We're gonna do you all proud.

Ok, I know this has nothing to do with Rush Hour Soul, but this Star Track thing just gets funnier and funnier. "Baby, no salsa on the leather!" Here's the director's cut of Star Trek Cribs with even mo' powah!!



Another cool thing to report, Dr. Rahuna pointed me to a new, commercial free FM station broadcasting out of Arizona.
KCDX, check it out, they stream for free. All music, the time. Through them I've discovered an obscure, but very interesting Ohio group, called Crack The Sky. Apparently, CTS' debut was Rolling Stone's LP of the year in 1975. Huh!? How can I have never heard of this band? And they're from Cleveland. Sorry, fellas. WMMS probably played them lots.

There's no DJ per se, but the station played a '76 cut called We Want Mine. It's one of the best Beatles' pastiches this side of Badfinger I've ever heard. It's very much McCartney v. Fagen. All Music Guide calls them a prog group, but prog like Queen or Steely Dan. Of course, it's been a hassle trying to track Crack The Sky down on-line. I think I found a download service that has it. Most of the group's 70's material is out-of-print. Regardless, it's always fun to discover new, old artists. It never ends, your... "Earth" music.

Have a great week everyone.
Love, Power, Peace

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