With a series of bands, St. Paul’s shows that rock and country, blues and folk, know no bounds

It’s hometown, as far as fests go, but still has local acts delivering rock ‘n roll:
— It’s sponsored by a church and is family friendly, but it still can rock out. The Hudson Hometown Music Festival features local bands including the return of Boondoggle, The Buck Tucker Band, Laura & the Lagerheads, Trandy Blue, Dog of Roq Denny Cooper and Truth & Rumors. The music schedule goes all day Saturday at St. Paul’s Episcopal Church and includes country, blues, folk, Christian Rock, classic and current rock ‘n roll. In addition to the free music shows, the fest will offer food and beer and wine for sale.
— As the summer scene unofficially comes to a close, the Smilin’ Moose has a featured entertainer — one of three this weekend — offering live music on the patio, in the form of Roger Huerta. His one-man-show will be on from 2-6 p.m. Sunday.
— Its called a southern gentleman burger, and its ingredients are just as novel as its name. A monthly feature, this being September, at Season’s Tavern in North Hudson, is just that burger, complete with housemade pimento cheese and green fried tomato and their Blackstrap BBQ sauce. Nothing gentile about it.

— With THAT season here, there will be a Vikings Kickoff Party at Buffalo Wild Wings, where you can enter for a chance to win a free jersey valued at, get this, $150. That could seem to put you in the Kirk Cousins category. The prize period is already underway, and there will be a random draw on Sept. 9. There is a proviso: You must correctly answer a skill-testing question without assistance. What might that be about, say making a comparison of who is more the elite among wideouts, Randy Moss or the current era of Thielen and Diggs.

— Nobody out-pizzas The Hut. Or out-salads Pizza Hut. A late night visit revealed that the place, in something you don’t normally see, had a separate well in their buffet for both iceberg and romaine salad. Just right to calm your stomach, if you call it an early night, after an evening out. To continue referencing something other than the usual procedure, there are toothpicks in the tip jar.

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