The bar crawl craze now hits downtown Hudson, too, and it just may become Kronick (as in the trio by that — misspelled? — name)

Try to zig and zag with your walking effectively, by the time the bar crawl hits Ziggy’s:
— Ziggy’s in Hudson goes back to the longtime local roots with Kyle Kohila playing early and the HeBeGeB’s late on Saturday, Aug. 2, to host the second annual Hudson bar crawl. (And you can be sure that Hop Barrel brewing, just up, the block is in on it too). Take that, North Hudson and your also popular annual bar crawl!
— Call it the K, (college basketball’s Coach K?), rather than the typical C, as spelling goes. The Kronick Trio, you read that right, is on Saturday evening at Urban Olive and Vine and will play jazz in the bop, swing, and funk traditions. With decades of experience among them, the group delivers power, subtlety, heart — and soul, via the namesake Richard Kronick on bass and vocals, Scott Ives on guitar, and Bruce Wintervold on (cool!) vibraphone and percussion.
— You gotta love these newly playing names, especially the first one, if you are into Hair Band memories: On deck on the patio for the Smilin’ Moose are Jason Ploof on Friday evening, Russell Dufrense on Saturday evening, and Kurt Ronquist on Sunday afternoon.

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