Hey it's Friday! MMF TIME!

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Remember jazz? How much will you remember come 1 a.m. Saturday morning? Well test your mettle and plan on a visit to the Mutual Musician's Foundation.

Originally the Black Musicians' Protective Union Local 627 A.F., now you can take part in a tradition that spans generations in this cozy hideaway located at 1823 Highland, KCMO 64108.

Doors open and music begins at midnight! $8, unless you're a musician or music student then it's free!

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