The man is of course a legend — but his Leeds gig was rather a disappointment for those of us who were looking for the legendary numbers. Mostly he played stuff from his new CD which is a tribute to Townes van Zandt and, to my mind, all a bit samey and lacking the lyrical bite which is what I like about Earle.
The support act was a Texan called Rhett Miller — absolutely dire, as support acts sometimes are. Mostly he shouted and bashed his guitar, sometimes he gyrated like an uncertain Elvis, and as most of the audience was in its sixties, there were no encouraging teenage screams.
