Music lights up the night in more ways than one:
— The JazzSpring shows that have been taking place on the patio at Pudge’s Bar have been garnering attention that’s being talked about by music lovers in nightspots all the way to North Hudson. A regular downtown Hudson patron walked into the Village Inn in North Hudson, took a seat at the bar and immediately described with vigor what he’d seen just minutes earlier driving down the main drag a few miles to the south. There was something really musically different going on at Pudge’s, he told the bartender and other patrons, and since he had the windows rolled down could soon tell it was “funky jazz.”
That music, as well as other forms of jazz, is provided by the duo JazzSpring at Pudge’s each Thursday in summer starting at 7:30 p.m. and Friday beginning at 8 p.m.
— The blackout night at Dick’s Bar and Grill again had a full house dancing in the dark, with black tarp covering the windows and doors and only glow sticks and black lights providing any illumination — with an exception this time around: The till, which was kept busy, shown a brief blue hue when it was rung up. Also, the bouquets of a bachlorette party were glowing, as they were stuck with the sticks. If you missed the semi-annual event, check it out this winter.
— On Wednesday night at Dick’s, country guitarist Mark Stary added some plucky twang to his solos during the last two songs of his first set, the last number of which was Brown Eyed Girl by Van Morrison, as he reached into his vault of tunes to play rock, blues, oldies and originals, as well. Some of each of these styles can be found on his soon-to-be-released new record, as Stary has been a full-time musician for almost a decade. You can catch Stary and his bass player, Brian Johnson, again soon since they play Dick’s once every month or so.

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