The swagger of the 80s, flanked by music of the 70s and 90s, too, is on tap, also bringing in styles you don’t always see

Its all about the 80s and more this weekend:
— When is the last time you found yourself dancing in your seat, to the music of the 70s, 80s and 90s? This could be the time, when Rock Brigade performs at the Willow River Saloon in Burkhardt on Saturday night, Jan. 6. They do rock and a bit of country, played with what the members claim is an accuracy that will have you thinking the original band showed up on stage. Rock Brigade will make you laugh, as a way to get away from the seriousness of day-to-day life, with what they say are some of the most outrageous rock star costumes, changed frequently, and antics you have ever seen in a local venue.
— They claim to bring to the stage sexual magnetism, exceptional personal hygiene and more importantly the music of the 80s. What makes the M8Ds even more different is that they bring a pop-punk twist to songs of that decade. See for yourself when they play the Smilin’ Moose on Friday night.

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