I don’t think we've ever had a bad gig at Big Dogs, and Saturday night was no exception.

There were a ton of birthday celebrations going on, including the owner, and his niece. Add to that, great drink specials, and a bad ass rock band (if I do say so myself). Shake well and what do ya have? ... a recipe for a party, and party they did. They were dancin, and singin, and movin to the groovin and just when it hit em somebody turned around and shouted play that funky music Middle Ground, play that funky music right, play that funky music Middle Ground. Lay down the boogie and play that funky music till ya die. And so we did. We told ya, you wouldn’t be disappointed!