Gimme some new band configurations, and make like TMZ and give them questions galore, about the Green and Gold:

— To use a reference with some meat, the Bacon Bash in River Falls will have some music that is simply shredding it this weekend. On Saturday, Sept. 19, from 10 a.m.-1 p.m. is a newer twist on the often solo performances of a veteran band, this time being the Dave Synder Triplicate. Then from 1:30-4:30 p.m. is the Everett Smithson Band, and from 5-8 p.m. the Danger Rangers. Sunday’s band, Wade and Ella, will take the stage from 1-4 p.m. Also on Saturday afternoon is a dance-off, sing-along that’s called not Gimme Some Lovin’ or Gimme Shelter or Gimme Three Steps, but Gimme Some Bacon.

— The Zebra Mussels, who use the phrasings online about which Mussel is the one that’s say, the most Irish, might also be asked which Mussel takes a lineman stance and is the biggest Packer, or Viking fan. You could take that opportunity when they take their party and variety rock to the Willow River Saloon in Burkhardt on Friday night, although they might just clam up. But the Willow is also the place to catch the Packers so you can score a chance for a later flight to Vegas, (see below).

— It’s the return of the Flood Run motorcycle rally on Saturday, and the staff at Dick’s Bar and Grill invite you to have breakfast there before leaving, and also possibly dinner there after you’ve ridden many a mile.

— There is indoor and outdoor appeal when the Village Inn celebrates its 10-year anniversary on Saturday starting at noon. That’s when the band The Way Out starts playing, with Mystic Funk to follow from 6-10 p.m. Don’t miss bean bag games and, as is fitting for the day it is, outdoor cooking with the fabulous smoker of owner Leigh Halvorsen.

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