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UK Update: A Minor Rant Involved

Hey Soul Mates,
took a break for a week to get some important things done and get mentally prepared for the coming month. We are looking to do some great shows in the Los Angeles area here at the end of the year. I've been in contact with folks at some of our favorite venues, so details will be coming this week.

Our return to the UK has been scrubbed till next spring. Lots of reasons why. But one big one that was an utter disappointment for all of us in Rush Hour Soul. We know a lot of you were hoping to see us back in England. Trust us, we wanted to be there. We were lead to believe that we would be entertaining you right about now. In fact, this was what we'd been told for months, so your dismay is ours. We are truly thankful that our fans in the UK are eager to see us. International Pop Overthrow Festival has already extended us an invitation to play in Liverpool again in 2007. That is wonderful.

Moving on. We need to brush the dirt off our shoulders and show our home digs some love and great music. We've got some new material to work on so the sets will have some surprises.

Remember: Rush Hour Soul is unsigned. We have no representation or management. What you see, on stage, on-line is all us. We do everything. The expense is all ours, too. There are no wizards behind the curtain helping us out. We take great pleasure in playing music and we hope that once the new show dates are announced that you will make plans to bring your friends to see us and have a good time out on the town.

Finally, we have entered several of our video pieces, including "A Talent For Loving" and "Fall Out (Live At The Cavern)" into YouTube's first unsigned band contest. It's called the YouTube
Underground Contest. There will be some sort of public vote involved with determining the winner. Voting will begin a week from today (Oct. 25, 2006). We'll be counting on you.

Love, Power, Peace

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