Our Winter Solstice White Party Featuring Michael Hulett

Picture this: It’s the dead of winter. The longest night of the year. Inside The Lodge, a roaring fire crackles, but the true heat is coming from the stage. Michael Hulett is here. All around you the room is blinding. . . A sea of white. It’s our Winter Solstice White Party! Shed the dreary grays of winter. Step into something white. Come raise a glass to the return of the sun! Michael lifts his saxophone, and unleashes a sultry, cascading melody that melts the frost right off the windows. When he sings, his voice is like rich mahogany and smooth bourbon. You feel it in your bones.