Golden Oldies at the Golden Arches
The Eldersburg Eagle
The house is already jumping when Fred Ehrlich starts blasting some New Orleans jazz riffs through his weathered horn.
Singers, one in a tuxedo, another channeling Dean Martin, a third looking like Elvis Presley, start belting out lyrics.
A line of ladies who arrived an hour early to claim front-row seats is pounding on tambourines, bongos and maracas. By the time all the saints finish marching in, about 80 people, most of them seniors, are clapping, cheering, singing and dancing in the aisles.
A Night at The Copa