Once a 17-year-old single mom, later a pin-up girl and stripper, the large-and-in-charge Candye Kane has established herself over the course of 10 albums as one of the preeminent blues-belting females of our time. Raised in a tumultuous household, brought up in a world that told her that girth was a sin, Kane rechristened herself as a no-nonsense singer of empowering songs like “200 Pounds of Fun” and “Great Big Woman.” She appears this weekend at Cloverdale’s summertime Friday Night Live series, whose bookings have been one of the best things to happen to the sleepy city to the north. Last year’s lineup included indie cellist Bonfire Madigan, and later this year the Pink Floyd-loving bluegrass act Poor Man’s Whiskey settles in. Grab a burrito from La Hacienda and hang out with Kane and her big, rich voice on Friday, June 26, at the Cloverdale Plaza. Cloverdale Boulevard between First and Second streets, Cloverdale. 6:30pm. Free. 707.894.4410.Gabe Meline
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