Following the lat call at the Bay State.  Following all the wild eyes and anxious politics of the 1:10 Shuffle.  After all the rowdies caromed off each other and into the night in pursuit of their after-hours trajectories.  After the coast was clear.  Only then would we quietly slouch towards the Woodmont Hotel.  Those of us who preferred to forego the "party" scene, but still weren't ready to go home. For us adults who weren't actually "Grownups" but weren't terminally agro-adolescent.  For us there was the meetings of the Lonesome WIllow Society where we whiled away the evening hours until the sun would rise once more. 

Born from the wreckage of the Scud Mountain Boys, the Lonesome WIllow Society picked up where they had left off. An extended musical family meme that had once nearly been cast to the wayside when the talk of record contracts and publishing deals entered their scene.  The Woodmont Hotel was home to Bruce Tull, the twitchy and brilliant axe man for the gentle combo. Bruce, a walking encyclopedia with a demonstrable dexterous talent to back up his savoir faire, is the only man I know who can fall asleep while playing the pedal steel guitar.  A phenomenon that often failed to adjourn our meetings of the Lonesome WIllow.  Just step around your snoring gracious host on your way to the kitchen for that top-off of your glass.

This song here is Henning's.  His band is School For The Dead.  There is nothing scary or mean about his school.  I recommend that you check them out sometime.  Henning is a nice guy. He's familliar with the loud and obnoxious rock and roll music.  He doesn't live in a cave after all.  He just chosees to write and play wholesome and ernest music instead.  I think that was an excellent choice on his part. I sometimes wish I had made the same decision a few years earlier.

This particular video was shot in SD Mini-DV with no further editing outside the camera.  One shot, natural light, in-camera microphone. Dogma 98 style, minus the pretentious sanctimony.  I just happened to have my camcorder with me that night and got lucky enough to catch this performance. Unrehearsed and impromptu.  Present in the room are Bruce Tull (Pedal Steel), Steve Desalniais (Bass), Kevin O'Roruke (additional guitar), Don Rooke, Lisa Beezo, Daniel Goepp, Kelly LaMay and Reno the pooch.