Went down to the city for an advance screening of Margaret Brown’s biography of Townes Van Zandt. I got a brief introductory course on Townes from Steve Earle last year on the Silver City bus, but apart from that, Townes wasn’t really somebody on my radar — but I still found the story engrossing, and ultimately haunting. (Full disclosure: my friend Louis is a producer of this film, and I hung out with Margaret last August at the Neil Young shows in Nashville.)
Sat next to Little Steven Van Zandt (no relation to Townes) in the screening room. Didn’t talk to him, but if I had, I imagine the conversation would have gone something like this:
Me: I have seen you act on television, and have heard you play guitar.
Little Steven: It is true, I am an actor and a musician.
Me: Okay, then.