Steve Earle's son, Justin Townes Earle, is also doing the roots rock/country thing. Here he plays a song about his relationship with his parents from a Paste magazine set:
Oh, and he also happens to have an impeccable sense of style, which is unusual in a world where everyone wears "boots, pearl snaps, and fucking jeans." "My pants, when they're held up on stage, are held up by a set of Marc Jacobs suspenders. And anybody who's got a problem with that can kiss my ass. And my white patent leather shoes while they're at it."