Met Steve Earle in Nashville back in 88, before Copperhead Road. Intresting conversation between the head snaps as he nodded out. We were all at the business managers house, a friend of mine, it was winter and Steve was having a hard time scoring what he needed, so he made do. Knew Nashville would be a hard fit for him, it was the hay day of George Strait, Reba, and Lyle Lovett. He lived what he sang and that just made it hard for him.Nashville was too pretty and he was gritty, probobly doesn't remember that night he slept on the couch across from me.