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Anonymous The Kokomo Tribune Fri Sep 21, 2012, 12:11 PM EDT

Step back to the ’80s with tribute

Moonwalk back to the 1980s like a “Smooth Criminal” and sing along to Who’s Bad, as in the Michael Jackson tribute band. Lead singer, Joseph Bell’s strikingly similar hair, moves and voice deserve a fist pump and “Long-live MJ!” chant. Start the first weekend of fall off with a “Scream” for sequins jackets and patent shoes at The Vogue, 6259 N. College Ave. Indianapolis. Doors open at 9 p.m. and the pseudo-MJ will sweep the stage and craze the crowd at 10:30 p.m. Tickets are $8 at the door.

Laugh without an explanation

Laugh without an explanation? Comedian Kevin Hart will be.

The actor/comedian featured in movies such as “Meet the Fockers” and “The Five-Year Engagement” and TV shows such as “Modern Family” will be telling his tales with some major comedic twists on his comedy tour, “Let Me Explain.”

Bring your friends, laugh a lot and let Kevin do the explaining for you this weekend.

Start the satire tonight at 8 p.m. at Bankers Life Fieldhouse, 125 S. Pennsylvania St., Indianapolis. For ticket information, visit www.ticketmaster.com.

Rock out with Melvins in Indy

Melvins Lite and Tweak Bird will be amping up crowds at The Vogue in Indianapolis Sept. 22. Bring in the first night of fall with a roar and jam out with the heavy metal band. Tickets are $16 if you snag them today or $18 at the door. The non-smoking event kicks off at 7 p.m. Doors open at 6:30 p.m.

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Earth Day: Experience it every day
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April 19, 2013 1 Photo
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The Egg Battle of 1990
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March 28, 2013
Bracket Madness
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March 26, 2013 1 Photo
Reality is only as deep as our passions
When I was in seventh grade the “Real World” was a reality show I was forbidden to watch. The behaviors flaunted were borderline unfit for TV, let alone a 12-year-old’s eyes. However, that’s what older cousins were for, I suppose, because my remote somehow found its way to MTV a time or two and lessons in how to not live your life ensued. But, today Howard County 7th graders are getting a multifaceted look into life in the “Real World” — and not the kind that encompasses Jell-O wrestling and TV-censored bleeps interrupting 80 percent of a sentence.

March 19, 2013
You belong among the wildflowers
It’s the kind of lyrics that wreck your heart and warm your heart all at the same time. The melody happily whistles well wishes while the fingertips of yearning for yesteryear slip over each note. It’s the kind of song that sounds like the simplicity of childhood and feels like the rare chance of finding and living a childhood-type happiness — even if the years between now and the date on your birth certificate say you’re an adult.

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