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Cinema Bar Recap and December 8 CityWalk News

Thanksgiving has just passed, but I'm still giving thanks.

What a great night we had this month in the cozy confines of the Cinema Bar in Culver City, Nov. 15. The turnout was great and we danced the night away.

Opener Sarah D. from Adelaide, Australia with her guitarist Ramon Blanco started the evening right with selections from her new EP and some covers (Karmin) that set the tone. They were a lot of fun.

The Inimitables were in fine form. It is thrilling to play with Evie, Kevin, Teresa and Adam The set was pulsing and we played the entirety of ON THE REBOUND.  After rallying the room with Go-To and Rebound; we pulled off an unrehearsed Bee Gees encore.

Here's what we played

So Sophisticated
Saffron Dancer
Your Majestic Rejection
Supermodels With Gatling Guns
Our Love Is Known By Name
A Miracle Is On The Way*
A Talent For Loving
Huckleberry Finn
Airport Kisses*
She's My Go-To
On The Rebound
Encore: Staying Alive


* = world premiere


In other news, in time for the holidays, I am booked to perform on the 5 Towers at Universal CityWalk. This is going to be a beautiful night. Of course, the Inimitables will be on stage with me at this extraordinary outdoor concert venue. 

The show will be Saturday, Dec. 8 at 8 PM. I will be followed by The Voice finalist Juliet Simms at 9 PM. There will be festivities before and after my set. The event is free and open to all ages; it is CityWalk. Don't miss it. We will play highlights from ON THE REBOUND and CDs will be on sale.

Grammy update: the nominations will be announced next week. Perhaps the Light will shine on my official entries and I will be sharing some extraordinary news with you. Thank you for believing with me.

Have a great Sunday. May it be filled with peace and music.

x

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