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GRAMMY Update and a Different Madonna

Only one week to go with nomination balloting for the 51st GRAMMY Awards. Thanks for all of the prayers and positive feedback! I've been reaching out to as many folks as possible to make them aware of my entries. It is a challenge being an independent artist, but heck McCartney is independent, too. Ah, the competition. Ha ha.

One of the coolest aspects of the balloting is being listed alongside legends (Macca, Al Green, Springsteen), peers (Gnarls Barkley, Raphael Saadiq, Robin Thicke) and folks I just plain know and like (Supergrass, Fleet Foxes). Balloting ends on Nov. 5. Again thanks to all of the Grammy voters who are considering my entries for nomination.

Monday, I had an afternoon off to visit the Norton Simon Museum in Pasadena. They have a gorgeous Raphael, the 500 year old
Madonna and Child with Book. As some of you know, I'm a huge fan of Raphael's. His colors are so vivid and his faces are spellbinding. I picked up a cool Taschen book on his work to learn more. I'll use it as a checklist to figure out where else to go 'Raphaelspotting.'

This was my first trip to the Norton Simon and I think it's one of the better collections in L.A. The atmosphere is unhurried and contemplative compared to other local museums. Worth the trip. Then, it was a table full of tapas at
Bar Celona on Colorado Blvd. It was like being on a holiday. A great day in the valley, y'all.

Peace & Disco Beats

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