I’m calling it. Time of death, 9:15 p.m. The playoff curse of Washington sports is over.
Those interested in hearing the rekindled roar of early 90s rock and roll flavored with a touch of D.C.’s early punk roots ought to make their way to the Black Cat on March 27 to savor the release party of Falls Church-based Death By Sexy’s debut LP.
The common perception is that diving into an industry in which your father is famous is both a blessing and a curse. For Justin Townes Earle, son of Steve Earle, that perception holds true, though he’s not too concerned with the latter.