As Jeff Loven often says, when sorting out the categories for his music trivia contests, It’s Back To The ’80s, in the form of an Obsession reunion

As a lover of old school metal, simply said, they’re my Obsession:
— There will be a reunion performance of the 1980s speed metal band that gave Jeff Loven his start, at Amsterdam Hall in St. Paul on Friday, Aug. 10. Loven, the longtime local one-man-bander, at some points in those early days was more on vocals than guitar. The appropriately titled publicity photo — which goes under the heading, If the good die young then we will live forever — for the show is pure and cheesy hair band material, and it is dated 1984. (Jeff looked a lot different then. Lets just say his hair was a lot longer). But that five-member band, Obsession, also had plenty of substance, and their blistering guitar was fast enough to get prominent gigs on both coasts, playing both the top clubs in New York City and also on The Strip. Tickets are available at www.ticketfly.com. Doors open at 7 p.m. The club is at 6 West Sixth St. in St. Paul.
— I thought it odd that when searching the internet for Pierce County Fair 2018, I saw listed a bunch of really down home acts?!?
Oh, my bad, that actually was Pierce County in Washington State!
Back here in Ellsworth this weekend, it turns out, the list is shorter. There are multiple musical performances by local legends The Memories (a decades-long variety show) and also Six Appeal (a group of six sexy men singing a capella). They take the stage for most of Saturday and Friday evenings, respectively. There also is an encore, of sorts, with the Coleen Raye Family and Friends Variety Show, at 2 p.m. Sunday.
— The Brit classic car show is on again outside of Dick’s Bar and Grill, on Saturday from 9 a.m. to 3 p.m. It has had a long run, so what is new to say this year in a preview? Go into Dick’s and check out the cool logos displayed on the flyer announcement all around the joint, a dozen insignias in all, portraying both car brands and their area clubs.

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