Hey Soul Mates,
it's a studio day for Rush Hour Soul. And it was a year ago as well. In 2006, we arrived at Monmouth with the rising sun, about 4 a.m. Our recording session for A Talent For Loving began later in the afternoon. Much later. It was hot, as I recall, so we waited to record till after the real heat of the day. But Wales, was so loverly that I simply sat outdoors by the River Monnow, sipping coffee and listening to the water. I did post my first official "blogger" blog that day, as well. I'll have to take a look at it and see what I was thinking on the spot.
OK, here are a slew of photos from an unforgettable stop at Huddersfield. Home to some of our most rabid fans to this day. Hudds was our June 2 date at Bar 120.
Time permitting, I'll get some rare photos from Wales up here shortly. And I still have to post that "Superboot." Our day at the Lincoln Lounge will last about 10 hours, so those may have to wait a few more days.
As for the Cavaliers, I'm beyond excited. Something I'm not sure I'd see in my lifetime, the Cavs in the NBA finals. Of course I wept last night when the game ended. I thought back on the horrendous '80-'83 campaigns when the team seemed to go winless for entire consecutive seasons. Staying up late to hear Joe Tait call yet another loss on 3WE. Or hearing callers commiserate on the Pete Franklin show about how owner Ted Stepien was Satan. Birthdays spent at the cold, remote Richfield Coliseum watching Cleveland lose to another bottom feeder of the day like the Bulls or the Nets. So, I will be proudly wearing my Cavs jersey all week, so look for me. I'm #7. Like Bingo Smith!
OK, here are a slew of photos from an unforgettable stop at Huddersfield. Home to some of our most rabid fans to this day. Hudds was our June 2 date at Bar 120.
Time permitting, I'll get some rare photos from Wales up here shortly. And I still have to post that "Superboot." Our day at the Lincoln Lounge will last about 10 hours, so those may have to wait a few more days.
As for the Cavaliers, I'm beyond excited. Something I'm not sure I'd see in my lifetime, the Cavs in the NBA finals. Of course I wept last night when the game ended. I thought back on the horrendous '80-'83 campaigns when the team seemed to go winless for entire consecutive seasons. Staying up late to hear Joe Tait call yet another loss on 3WE. Or hearing callers commiserate on the Pete Franklin show about how owner Ted Stepien was Satan. Birthdays spent at the cold, remote Richfield Coliseum watching Cleveland lose to another bottom feeder of the day like the Bulls or the Nets. So, I will be proudly wearing my Cavs jersey all week, so look for me. I'm #7. Like Bingo Smith!
Love, Power, Peace
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