The entertainment options this week are neither sleepy or Grimm, and for more choices, see players who are known by one name, at least in ads:
— Since they are now off siesta, let the folks at Green Mill explain it: “Happy Cinco de Mayo! It’s “fiesta” time at participating Green Mill restaurants on May 5, 2018 (like every year). Enjoy great specials like our incredible classic margarita for only $4. Our Taco Pizza, and drink specials ($3) are available all day, (even early afternoon, once reserved for napping). We look forward to celebrating with you!” At B-Dubs there is a remarkably similar drink schedule, involving select domestic beers and sharables, and also Modelo beer. How is this similar, you say? They all are priced in much the same way as their foes across the highway, at between $3 and $4.
— The future does not look Grimm, as far at Hudson-based musician Reed Grimm is concerned. He now is out with a new CD, after stints as a prominent singer on the likes of American Idol. He was featured on Twin Cities, morning show television in what was part interview, part performance and that single-song display was strong on guitar that was both bluesy, jangly and dreamy, all at the same time, and drew comparisons to Michael Jackson and Steely Dan. But to see his act in the near future, you might have to make it a road trip, as except for a Twin Cities gig, (check their web site), the nearest western Wisconsin concert is later this month in La Crosse.
— You are no doubt familiar with musicians and the like who go by one name. Such are the featured acts at Maverick’s Corner Saloon on Thursdays, starting early at 8 p.m. Prominent among them this month are “Austin” and “Rob.” To see more of what they have to offer, check in about the time the sun starts going down.
Cinco De Mayo is suddenly soon, for very little green at the mill, so don’t go off like the Grimm Reaper
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