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Let's Get Frank Fenter into The Hall of Fame

Posted: Jan 04, 2010

Freank Fenter is a true "unsung hero" of Southern Rock. Read more about the Capricorn Records executive and the drive to see him inducted into the Georgia Music Hall of Fame here.

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coconut1955 says...

Nice article Put Frank in the HOF!

sandybluesky says...

I fully agree. Frank deserves the honor.

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