I wasn't on line back when this thread was running before; when it popped up, I quickly looked to see how long it took someone to mention Hogeye music. It was the (at least back in the days of Anne and Jan) the smallest venue in which I ever heard great perfomers. They pushed the counters to the back, set up what chairs they could fit in, and brought in Bill Staines, Peter "Madcat" Ruth, etc. They had an old painted hog from a carousel in the window, with a little sign tacked on saying "Does this make Hogeye Music Bucking Ham
Palace?" They became a drive-in one day when an elderly lady hit the
gas instead of the brake. At the time I worked for the owner of their building at his shoe store in Winnetka; he maintained that nothing they did was even music, since it wasn't opera.