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Anonymous The Kokomo Tribune Fri Aug 31, 2012, 11:53 AM EDT

LIVE MUSIC AND THEATER

ANDERSON

Big & Rich, Hoosier Park Racing and Casino, 4500 Dan Patch Circle, 800-526-7223, www.hoosierpark.com

INDIANAPOLIS

Rib America Festival: Hunter Smith Band, Night Ranger, Tesla, Military Park, West and New York streets, 317-233-2431

Cocoanut Grove Lounge Night, 8 p.m., Melody Inn Tavern, 3826 N. Illinois St., 317-923-4707 or www.melodyindy.com, $5

Mel Waiters, 7 p.m., Athenaeum, 401 E. Michigan St., Indianapolis, 317-630-4569, www.ipacindy.org, $20 to $30

NOBLESVILLE

Kelly Clarkson, The Fray, Carolina Liar, Klipsch Music Center, 12880 E. 146 St., livenation.com, www.klipschmusiccenter.com or 317-776-8181

ENTERTAINMENT

Kokomo Speedway Racing “Vince Osman Memorial” with Fireworks and Sprint Cars, Street Stocks, UMP Modifieds & Thunder Cars, General admission $15 & Pits $25, Kids 10 & under free with paid adult; Hot Laps at 5:45 p.m., Racing starts at 6:15 p.m., Call 459-3877 or visit www.kokomospeedway.net.

KARAOKE

Miller’s Tavern, 8 p.m., karaoke, 125 W. Elm St., 765-457-4576, no cover

GRAB BAG

Gospel Hour, sing your favorite hymns, 6:30 p.m. first Sunday of the month, Calvary Baptist Church, 1967 W. Boulevard

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