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OPEN MIC NIGHT @ Rader Records

Name: OPEN MIC NIGHT @ Rader Records
Start: 2026-05-01T18:00:00-07:00
End: 2026-05-01T20:00:00-07:00
Location: RADER RECORDS

May 1 @ 6:00 pm - 8:00 pm

DATE: 5/01/26
TIME: 6pm ((SLT))
WHERE: Inside Rader Records
ENTRY FEE: $20

OPEN MIC NIGHT AT RADER RECORDS! Got talent? Come sing and play your heart out at Open Mic night at Rader Records! Entry comes with a free red solo cup and all you can drink beer!

To get a slot on the stage you must DM us with your name. Performers enter free!

SOCIALS: https://bsky.app/profile/rader-records.bsky.social ((no bsky? Just IM me IW as a work around! – WILBUR FITZGERALD))

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Date: May 1
Time:
6:00 pm - 8:00 pm
Event Category: Crack Den
Website: https://bsky.app/profile/rader-records.bsky.social

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RADER RECORDS

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OPEN MIC NIGHT @ Rader Records

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