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Grammy Morning

Hey Soul Mates,
this time next year, Rush Hour Soul will be giddy with anticipation. Up for several awards, including Record of the Year and Best Urban/Alternative performance. Trust me. 2008 for Rush Hour Soul at the Grammy Awards.

I've just about figured out my bow tie. Photos will be forthcoming. Think I'm not gonna document this?! Too bad we can't take cameras into Staples. But c'est la vie. Anyway, I've got lots of primping to do. It rained last night. Hopefully, the atmosphere has that weather out of its system for the day.

I've been listening to the nominated artists this morning for inspiration and a reminder of for whom I've voted. How's that for grammar? First it was Christina Aguilera, now Gnarls Barkley's spinning. The show should be amazing: The Police, Earth Wind & Fire, Smokey Robinson and Lionel Richie! And of course, I'm looking forward to the newer acts.

All right. Gotta get clean! Watch for me on the red carpet.
Love, Power, Peace

Comments

Unknown said…
OMG - I am NEVER going to pay attention to the Grammy Awards again - at least not until next year. The Dixie Chicks? Maybe once or twice. But five times? Including Album of the Year? Tell me that's not just a political-statement vote when ANY of the other 4 up for Album of the Year is CLEARLY better, by ANY measure.
Norman K said…
Well... you're correct. Check out my recap blog in 24 hours! You'll get the low from the sizource.
Peace!
Unknown said…
You should have seen the evil eye Cowboy Troy was giving to them while seated right behind them... And if that wasn't Cowboy Troy, oops.

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