ROBERT EARL KEEN
8:30 p.m. Revolution. $30.
Like Guy Clark, Jerry Jeff Walker and countless others before him, Robert Earl Keen
has spent decades as one of progressive country's key cult figures, a musician's musician who's productive and beloved but in the margins, just barely out of frame. There's a great moment in Jan Reid's book "The Improbable Rise of Redneck Rock"
where Keen's car breaks down on his way back from a gig in Kansas. While he's looking under the hood, the enormous tour bus of the more successful Steve Earle flies by without noticing him. And after he's spent all the money he made at the gig fixing his car, he gets home to find that someone has broken into his apartment and robbed him. Pretty soon after, he decides to give up on Nashville stardom and go home to Texas. Good thing, too.