The supposed righteous side of Nashvilles country music scene came to town on Saturday night. What went down was a throwback to the musics roots, yet it still felt hollow and ultimately disappointing. Justin Townes Earle began the evening highlighting tunes from his latest, Midnight at the Movies (Bloodshot). Earle looked like a small-town lounge lizard, hair greased back and wearing a suit despite the heat and humidity. Accompanied by only Cory Younts on mandolin and banjo, he most deeply resembled a young Jimmie Rodgers, his hillbilly grin only tangentially reflecting his famous father Steve.
Earle connected with the moody, insightful Mamas Eyes, which he preceded with the explanation, Even though Ill always be my fathers son, Ill always be my mamas boy. Otherwise, his songs flipped by without much impact. He seemed ill at ease at times, even though the audience was surely with him. Most likely his old-time religion is simply better suited to a more intimate venue.
Of all the string bands that sprung up in the wake of the phenomenon that was O Brother, Where Art Thou?, the Old Crow Medicine Show is surely the most successful. Stubbs wasnt sold out but the crowd was more than respectable for a fivepiece playing solely acoustic instruments. Still, over the course of two sets that clocked in at less than an hour each, OCMS seemed more like caricatures, over-emoting and trying to impress with their knowledge of Central Texas, right down to a mention of Buda, rather than connecting with their old-timey music.
The musicianship was energetic, but the songs got to be one repetitive hoedown after another, keeping the crowd sweating but never really reaching a peak. The second set, which actually devolved into singer-songwriter mush at one point, was saved by their hit, the re-imagined Dylan co-write Wagon Wheel, and hillbilly anthem Humdinger. An overdone encore of Dylans Lay Lady Lay pointed to Old Crows weaknesses, turning them into a retread of the Ozark Mountain Daredevils and I dont think thats what they were going for at all.
This article appears in May 8 • 2009.



