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So much sand piled up that you almost need to be 8 Foot 4:
— How would you like to play in the sand with a singer like Mel Travolta, (after he’s done playing music?) And just maybe bury him in a makeshift sand castle? All while having a featured summer-ish drink that’s big on “roasted pineapple whiskey?” You can, possibly, do all these things at the spring beach party at Dick’s Bar and Grill on Saturday night, April 23. Travolta is on stage a little later than usual for bands at Dick’s, from 7-10 p.m., but then, hey it’s summer coming, and there is a shift in the attraction to the sand, sand, shifting sand that’s being brought in to fill the dance floor.
— Have they truly not been there before? You would think that because most of the players are homeboys to Hudson, literally, it would’ve happened before. But with that said, the band 8 Foot 4 announced online that they will be playing their first ever show at the Smilin’ Moose on Friday evening, April 22.
The band’s web page is more interesting than most. The way the name is presented on their home page is riveting to say the least, with different letters and numbers portrayed by using sheet metal pinned together with bolts. The site even provides a typical stage plan, showing where the different players will be positioned, including a deejay making sounds with a sampler!
— And, if you get too many empty carbs at a place like The Moose, you might want to wear them off at a place like the River Front Athletic Club, across the street from Pudge’s Bar, to which members have access 24 hours. While we’re not encouraging people to work out while they are tipsy, keep in mind that the summer swimsuit season is coming fast upon us, and this might give you — especially if you’re boaters on the St. Croix — the what’s-my-weight leeway to have that extra Bloody Mary downtown at a place like The Moose or Dick’s.
— The Smokedale four-20 sale, and we all know that that means, featured such a great demand they are extending it through Friday (that’s the day of this post, for all you stoners). Get 25-30 percent off all kinds of stuff, even ecigs, Hookahs and water pipes, and it has cool brand names such as Zombie Venom and Devil’s Touch! See them at their outlet on Coulee Road.

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