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Chloe & Jason Roweth
Chloe & Jason Roweth

National Folk Festival 2016

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Roweth Band
Roweth Band

at Dorrigo Folk & Bluegrass Festival 2015

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Chloe & Jason Roweth Band
Chloe & Jason Roweth Band

National Folk Festival 2016

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Chloe & Jason Roweth
Chloe & Jason Roweth

National Folk Festival 2016

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Chloe and Jason Roweth,

Henry Lawson

By Andrew Hull

 

Henry Lawson was born on the Grenfell goldfields, and grew up at Eurunderee/Gulgong, and Mudgee. When you grow up in a small town, there are unwritten social rules that permeate your being. They are the tenants of the scale of the structure, the reliance that each must have to the other, the trust required to co-exist and the fear that is generated by it. Youths are expected-of, supported, but typically not pampered – the follies of youths are endured, but not encouraged - and even in the smallest village, a repeated offender to the social norms can be afforded opportunity and still be considered outcast. Here’s the thing though, if you come from outside that community and try to level accusation or judgement upon its outcast, you will meet the fiercest, indignant, universal defence from its fellow members. “He may be a rogue, but he’s our rogue” – that’s how it works. 
 
Jason Roweth gets that. He understands it intrinsically, and this is what anyone fundamentally needs to fundamentally ‘get’ Lawson. I can see this in his eyes when he talks about Henry, I can hear it in his voice, and when he and Chloe coalesce, I can feel it in their music. He’s not Henry Lawson to them, he’s ‘Our Henry’...

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