Like all great rockers, George Thorogood is steeped in the blues.

But he wants to make it clear in his tender old age he’s still a rocker, that the show he’s bringing to Promenade Park on Friday night will be another one of his gut-bustin’, guitar-wailin’, face-meltin’, fiery-tempoed, take-no-prisoners, slightly bawdy, definitely sassy, and – do I dare say it? – bad-to-the-bone, good old-fashioned lunch bucket rock-and-roll shows that catapulted him to stardom in the late 1970s

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