Concert: Hot Buttered Rum, "Jack Mormon Mom"
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The spirit and influence of the Grateful Dead and David Grisman run deep with Hot Buttered Rum, and here's an autobiographical song in which Nat Keefe tells us of that music's influence on his parents: "Jack Mormon Mom." Here is Hot Buttered Rum's artist profile on Pandora.
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Comments
please play me love songs
Posted by: samford coleman at December 22, 2008 07:36 PM
not creative, talented instramenal waisted. Sing this at your family reunion in Hobble Creek Canyon
Posted by: tyler at December 23, 2008 03:43 AM
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