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Fred Eaglesmith writes a lot of car songs for a guy who’s not named Springsteen. Then again, after a decade plying his noirish brand of country-folk at more than 300 venues a year, it makes sense. Eaglesmith’s songs are tailor-made for a late night on the interstate, owing as much to the rhythm of the road as the stories of the homes that sparkle in the distance. He’s as well-traveled as he is ruggedly independent, releasing his own records and residing on a self-sufficient solar- and wind-powered farm in southern Ontario. See him open for John Prine protégé Todd Snider at Gypsy Tea Room or by himself at Fort Worth’s MacHenry’s.
