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He’ll give it to you Strait, it was that song by George that got him the Bungalow Idol title, as karaoke rolls on at Lakeland restaurant on Fridays

Just Singing in the Cold, and having a cold one, as in ice cream backstage:

— The month-long run of Bungalow Idol has concluded, and the resulting winner is provided here, Straight Up For You. The entry that survived lots of challenges is none other than older country, in the form of a George Strait cover song, Armarillo by Morning, sung by a fan by the name of Harry. If you still wish to take in such talent, karaoke style, the songs and their singers will continue at the Bungalow Inn in Lakeland on Friday nights throughout the winter, hitting their stride around  9:30.

— Madison Avenue Wine and Spirits is the latest to jump on the Chaute Shayne parade. The distillery on Swasey Street is the latest locally to get onboard with offering regular music, and is hosting the area country and pop singer and songwriter for the second week in a row. The Chaunte Shayne show is set for early evening on Friday, Feb. 22. Then, on Saturday night, its the start of another soon-to-be-repeat performance, by Trandy Blue. Lastly, on Sunday afternoon, its a band with a really cool old school name, Succ It Up Buttercup.

— And its never too cold for ice cream, even though we all scream with frozen jaws about the possibility of obtaining it when at area bar and grill places. But to the rescue, at Ras’ On Main in Hammond, if you get there early enough in the week, and that’s when the temps are lowest for now, is this special: A warm brownie and cold ice cream, or an ice cream cone.

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