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Today's News: We Have A Show Tonight!

Hey Soul Mates,
I've been narrowing down my selections for my favorite albums of the year. I will post them this coming week, just in time for the holidays.

I'm very excited because we have our last show of the year tonight. Rehearsal (our first in a month) last night went into the wee hours and the new material sounds interesting to say the least. Our new original Roosevelt's Revue is gelling. It's a brisk number less than 3 minutes, just the way I like them.

As usual, here are the lyrics (reprinted with my permission and subject to change, ha ha.)

Roosevelt's Revue
I know exactly what you’re thinking.
The Revue’s a legend, only myth.
But I promise you my friends
That the party never ends
And I’m giving all of you a lift.

My cousin called me from the dance floor
Said the Revue was blowing up the chart
Got to get your groove along
Cause they’ll play your favorite song
If the music is in your heart

Everybody’s dancing
Everybody’s dancing
Up at Roosevelt’s Revue
Everybody’s dancing
Everybody’s dancing
Up at Roosevelt’s Revue

So grab your moment in the spotlight
With sophisticated steps or not
The song is really simple
When love sets the tempo
The Revue is so cool it’s hot

Everybody’s dancing
Everybody's dancing
Up at Roosevelt’s Revue
Everybody’s dancing
Everybody’s dancing
Up at Roosevelt's Revue
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Our selection for this show's cover song has everything to do with someone who's been in the music news a lot this week. Check this piece of comedy out for a hint:
Comedy. I can't wait for February. Anyway, we expect everyone to sing a long with the cover. We certainly need a loud chorus, especially from the ladies. Along with these two songs, we're playing a number of tunes we haven't done in months.

Time to get the day on track. See you at the Gig.
Love, Power, Peace

Rush Hour Soul performs at the Gig Hollywood, 7302 Melrose Ave, Los Angeles.
Showtime is 8:30 pm. Cover is $7 or $5 if you
e-mail me with your name before 7 pm. 21 and up.

Comments

Anonymous said…
The new song is pure jubilant joy!
Anonymous said…
I didn't spell that right? Too much Malibu Rum..uh Jubulant? Jubillant? Jub...??? It was a happy happy joy joy song???

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