These two mainstays, and a relative newcomer although no stranger to the weekend, via their name as explained below, bring golden oldies, doo-wop and rockabilly, and country and light rock to the St. Croix County Fair come Friday night, on a pair of pavilions. So see country nights. And carnival lights. With The Memories created along with The Whitesidewalls.

We will again be groovin’ to and with the golden era of Really Old School rock N roll. In triplicate. Yes, its St. Croix County Fair time. So, don’t say no, make the trek to Glenwood City, maybe on multiple occasions, this weekend.

The fair does like few others, the golden oldies as “standards” time, in a truly classic way. Hey, even so many rockers got their start in doo-wop.
So turn your ears, in a pair of turns, fore and aft — to encompass both stages, as there are both a Croix Court and a separate pavilion — to listen to tunes of The Beatles and Elvis, and so much more from that era to present day.
The Weekenders — headline(r) question answered — as a band excel at doing “nothing anybody can’t do but you’re dumb enough to do it in front of everyone.” More wit like that hails from a first gig with eight songs, and they now have four hour’s worth and much more than those early 50 — and ’50s? — numbers on their set list. And growing. Their many shirts proclaim everything from Cheap Trick (most likely) to Volbeat. And they have a mouth organ player that’s said to rock the whole show! That comes from a post by tommy gunn. Dare I invoke Metallica? And what is a “weekender?” Said to be someone who lives to party for four hours on a Friday night come what may … and then do it again on Saturday?
And what is a Whitesidewall, as in the band? More than The Cars. And more than just a bit of doo-wop and rockabilly, from the golden age of rock and roll, and times when there could be a roller girl cruising by with “platters” and spinning (mostly FM?) radio. They in their bio reference taking it one step or digit farther, with Love Potion No. 10.
Celebrating their 50th year back in 2022, if you’re counting, The Memories have entertained across the country. With telltale harmonies and subtle but still classic songs, this Wisconsin-based duo is made up of Warren Petryk and Tim Stevens, spinning tunes at fairs such as this one — going back for much of its history — and festivals, community concerts and the often-prized corporate events well before U.S. culture truly went corporate. The Memories continue, therefore, to deliver “music, laughter and wonderful times,” from a musician or two who have the great coifed hair of not aging rock stars but The World’s Most Interesting Man, as their bio info and photo will attest.
So, to recap, the Sidewalls are also bright white and not off-color, and the wheels just keep on rolling. These Whitesidewalls have been around cranking oldies rock about as long as both it and those type of tires have been around.

To go back even further, The Memories have been dishing out distinctive ditties for decades as a duo. Catch them crooning before they are just … a memory. Timeless music.

Then to bring it a bit closer to the current, and wrap up the weekend … Its the Weekenders.
(Most of these acts, on Friday and Saturday, start at 7 p.m. or a bit after. Admission to the fair is always free).

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