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Video News "A Talent For Loving," What's Next for RHS and a Creative Project For You!

Hey Soul Mates,
just wrapping up a good weekend here in SoCal. The Browns lost today. Oh well. But RHS has more than 900 plays of "
A Talent For Loving" on YouTube since it debuted. Thanks again to all you viewers out there. We've gotten some really nice e-mails from fans and peers commending us. But we're not being complacent. What's next for Rush Hour Soul, you ask?

As you know we are aiming to go back to the UK very soon. Our return is still very much in the working stages, so nothing we can officially report yet.

What I can tell you is that I had a long conversation with animation director Andrew St. Marie and he is going to helm our next music video! He mentioned his desire to work with us and I said, "It's on!" Andrew and I chatted at the studio commissary Friday and gave the greenlight to the project. We are anticipating a November release date. We're going to be a cartoon! How supercool. Andrew is currently wrapping up work on his 2006 Slamdance entry "The Adventures of Fried Chicken and Wattamelon (A.s-M. forgive me if I've misrepresented the title)."

Here's a new segment I like to call
Norm's Kreative Korner Arts 'n Craff Project.

I like to spend days in record stores. Who doesn't? One of the best in my neighborhood is
Amoeba on Sunset @ Cahuenga. They've got tons of music. Literarily. Now, I like to look at album covers. Can do it for hours. Have. But why not look at album covers... at home! Here's where the creativity comes in. First, go through your old record albums, you still have some, right? No, well then trot over to the nearest used record shop. Go through the stacks of vintage vinyl. Most places have $1 bins. Or you can splurge and get an album for $6, like me. Pick out an old favorite or just an interesting cover (don't worry about the music or the condition of the LP inside. You're not actually going to play the record. You don't have a record player any more!). Me, I grabbed Chic's 1978 platinum smash C'est Chic. Well composed pic of an elegantly dressed band and the track listing is on the front.

Next, find a place that sells frames to fit 12x12 photos. Some stores actually have "record cover" frames. Put your new purchases together, preferably with the LP front cover facing out of the frame. And voila! Instant art. A conversation piece or provocation for someone to storm out of your place in disgust. Either way, your walls will thank you. No more outlet mall-purchased prints of Van Gogh's Starry Night or That Blurry Couple Kissing photo. And all for less than $20 and in the amount of time it takes to go through a few dusty crates of vinyl. You're welcome.

Have a great week everybody. We hope to start getting you some really cool inside info very soon.
Love, Power, Peace

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