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T-Minus 22 Hours And Counting

Hey Soul Mates,
we had our final stateside rehearsal last night. It was a stone groove. We got a lot of work crammed into a short amount of time. We even did a 10 minute workout of Miss You, which started as Groove Is In The Heart which morphed into Good Times, Billie Jean then Super Bad. By the time we got to Miss You, it was blazing and Bryan ripped off a 2 minute solo, channeling SRV amongst others. But the man has his own style, too. Big props, Brother Bry.

Doug, Bry and I finally had a chance to do a little bit of video after all of yesterday's rain. The sky cleared and we went up to Lake Hollywood to say farewell to the Hollywood sign.

We will hit radio silence in a few hours. We've reached the wire and got to get the show on the road. If we don't get a chance to communicate today, if we didn't get to respond to your message on myspace, etc. we apologize. Please know that we are working hard to make you proud.

We'll talk to you from the other side of the pond. I will be posting new blogs as frequently as possible from Britain. So check in regularly. There will also be updates on our myspace page, too.
From L.A. With Love!

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Anonymous said…
i cannot wait norm realy looking forward to meeting yall !! in liverpool stay happy and have a safe trip ! peeeeeeacer big poppa

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