in 1985 i was too young to get into the Long Beach club Bogarts where Lone Justice was to play on a particular Friday night.
i was working at a record store in West LA because my life has been blessed in many ways.
one of those blessings was one Willie Aron who advised me to just come really early and help the band in with their equipment and they could call me a roadie.
the only catch is i would have to hang out in the club all night and wait for them to come on.
time flew. as it does with a 19 year old at a rock club in the mid 1980s when rock had not yet died and still had a good 20 years left in the tank.
the band was soulful and powerful and the singer was mesmerizing and the entire night was worth all of it.
today every single mention of the band’s drummer Don Heffington was beautiful and positive.
heres some of what the singer of the band, maria wrote
He was not only a legendary drummer (Tom Waits, Bob Dylan, Lowell George, Van Dyke Parks, Victoria Williams, Lucinda Williams, Emmylou Harris) but a fascinating guy with a unique mind and sense of humor and a beautiful heart full of pure love. His solo projects were next level high lonesome perfection. He was a beloved Dad and Grandpa and the only original member of Lone Justice I never had any drama with. Which is meaningful. I love you so, so much Heff. Remember when we saw the Velvet Underground in Berlin? Best night ever.
i used to think, i better do something kickass before i die so everyone can talk about that when theyre about to bury me
but now i strive to be remembered the way Don Heffington is being known for tonight: being nice.