Bands and drinks are Two for One this weekend, which is also heavy on metal-based offerings

Bands and drinks both come as a Two For One, and in the case of a guitar-heavy group at The Willow, much larger song numbers to sink your teeth into:
— It’s been a long time since you’ve heard live in the Hudson area the likes of Danzig, Motorhead, UFO and Judas Priest, but those metal bands are among those listed under “artists we also like” by the Bad Weather Band, which will play the Willow River Saloon in Burkhardt on Saturday evening, June 24. Also mixed into those diverse offerings are AC/DC, Imelda May, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Susan Tedeschi, Motley Crue, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Blondie, Bad Company, Janis Joplin, Bon Jovi, Alanis Morrissette, and especially Dio with Holy Diver and Ozzy with Crazy Train. There is also a bit of rockabilly and blues, 90s alternative and some 80s faves. “We are very used to hearing, ‘OH MY GOD, I LOVE THIS SONG,’ from pleasantly surprised patrons, they say.
— This is a new twist on acoustic shows on the patio at the Smilin’ Moose, which allows you to double your fun. The combo of a band known as Two For One, offering both a male and female presence, played Friday from 5-9 p.m. Then on its heels, Joel Kachel performed at the same time frame on Saturday and the omnipresent Tim Sigler from 2-6 p.m. on Sunday.
— This special is really a tall order, coming from a venue that’s always offering such liquid amenities. After 10 p.m. at Broz in River Falls, you can get two PBR Tall Boys and an order of pizza fries, all for an even dozen dollars.

 

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