
Guest Contributor Cheree Franco chats with Robin Pecknold about his favorite night-time music, the meaning behind his song “Blue Ridge Mountains” and whether he’s an extrovert or an introvert:
At the Newport Folk Fest I managed to catch up with Robin Pecknold, frontman of Fleet Foxes, for some backstage banter. Except that as soon as I found myself sitting cross-legged on the grass, facing the person behind the ethereal songs that got me through last winter, I knew I wasn’t quite prepared to conduct a professional interview. I blame it on lack of sustenance (did I really expect a bagel to last upwards of 12 hours?) and dually, the sun. Check out the interview, in all it’s glory, after the jump.
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Interview by Sinden Lee. Photo by Joshua Black Wilkins.

Justin Townes Earle. Being the natural skeptic and usual hater of most things, I was fully prepared to sneer and silently judge this musical offspring of a very remarkable and renowned country singer (I’ve made a clipped choice not to mention his father’s name in this piece.) While it’s an honor to be compared to his Daddy, I’m certain JTE is over the comparison and name-dropping. And JTE is due his own respect as he’s earned his right with me to stand alone. The very thought of a kid of some famous musician tinkering with notes makes me bristle—Lennon, Dylan—don’t know, don’t care. This one’s the exception.
I got my grubby paws on his two solo albums, The Good Life and Midnight At The Movies. I say solo, because he also fronted two bands: The Swindlers and The Distributors before venturing out onto his own simply as Justin Townes Earle. What bludgeoned my auditory senses were the incredible depth and his capacity to tell a story as if he were an old man. The guy is only 27 years old! The sound is stripped-down, no bullshit resplendence. Then I became an all-out YouTube lurker, checking out his live performances. He’s tall, rail-thin but has a commanding presence and owns the mike and stage like a seasoned pro. Accompanied by his multi-finger pickin’ sidekick Cory Younts, who plays a mean mandolin, Earle’s a capella delivery is an Ali-like smooth punch right into your gut. It’s simple and restrained, but the sound is excessively absolute.
I had the great pleasure of getting Earle on the phone for a quick interview. He was on his tour bus riding through downtown Seattle. The phone connection sucked, but he was ever so patient and gracious. Our conversation went from the sublime to the rather silly:
When You Awake: You pay tribute to the great American folk hero in your song “They Killed John Henry.” What is it about his legend and persona do you identify with?
Justin Townes Earle: I think that it all relates to my grandfather. He told better stories than anyone. One was the story of John Henry. The other was Joe Hill. Those were big ones. He spoke about these men that were bigger than life. And that’s what Papa was. He could solve everything and he really was untouchable. He died a lot earlier that I thought he should. Papa was just like those guys: one mythic and one very real.
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