When Justin Townes Earle played the Turf Club last February on his way up the Twin Cities club chain, the son of Nashville outlaw Steve Earle made it abundantly clear he's turning into one of his generation's craftiest songwriters, and a mighty fine singer to boot.
Unfortunately, despite his rock-solid performance, a lot of people at the club that night also spotted another, less enviable trait the 29-year-old tunesmith shares with his dad.
"Yeah, I was pretty well wasted on that whole tour," Earle now confesses. "When I drink, I drink everywhere I go. Fortunately for my career, though, I'm good at not letting my personal choices affect my professional obligations.
"I'm a little too good at it, is part of the problem."
Returning to town Monday for his first headlining set at First Avenue, Earle had to postpone a fall tour behind his stirring new album, "Harlem River Blues," so he could undergo substance abuse treatment. It wasn't his first time entering rehab, and he seemed to know it was coming again. One song on the new record chronicles his fall from grace as it's happening, "Slippin' and Slidin'," a slow shuffle with lyrics that could reflect that night at the Turf Club:
"Why do I try my luck? / I shouldn't touch the stuff / But it shouldn't make a difference / As long as I keep up appearances."
Despite his awareness of the issue, Earle did not go on the wagon again until after he went to jail in September. Indianapolis police arrested him for public intoxication, battery and resisting arrest, purportedly following a dispute at a club over pay. Earle was advised not to discuss the matter in an interview last month, but he has hinted the arrest was a bum rap that he plans to dispute in court.
Still, he doesn't deny that it did him some good hitting rock bottom.