Duplicity in music dished out by Donovan and Garret at Kozy grand opening

Here’s to doubling your pleasure and more. Kozy Korner in North Hudson is again celebrating its anniversary of opening that took place several years back, and the pizzaria, restaurant and sports bar is offering not one but two music acts. And on the tournament end, there are also bean bags as well as bands.
The sign at Kozy says this about timing of it all, which goes on virtually all day Saturday, July 18: “Beanbags start 1. Garret sings 4. Donovan sings 7.” And beers and other things to your taste until 2:30.
The music acts might be considered the dynamic duo, as they reportedly sing a lot of the same songs, in much the same style. Garret, for example, as a solo act is known for his voice, backed by guitar, that careens widely up, down and around but is never quite out of control; dare I make a comparison to Robert Plant?
Donovan hails from Stillwater, and has forsaken the Logjam mega-fest that is there this weekend to be with, and play for, the Nelson clan at Kozy that he knows well.

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