Review by Colonel David
It was still daylight when I wandered into Hudson’s Spotty Dog, as the bands were dragging their amplifiers in, squeezing past the patrons, to an area basically in the middle of the long corridor that is the bookstore and bar. Earlier in the day it may be a bookstore, but at this time – not yet dark – it was a neighborhood bar under a timeless tin ceiling, with hip skinny bartenders in beat up Converse pulling the beer taps and talking with familiar faces that were ringing around the worn wooden bar.
The evening was a benefit towards a joint venture of the venue and radio station WGXC (community radio in Greene & Columbia counties) to gather money to purchase equipment to provide simulcasts from the Spotty Dog. Folding chairs were brought in to supplement the existing tables and chairs. There is no stage or even lights, and when the house lights are dimmed, the band went dark, too. The PA system is tiny and minimal, but it gets the job done. As in, there wasn’t much, but there was nothing missing.