You might say James Lewis Carter Ford is among the last of a dying breed, but he might shoot you for it. Not really, of course. His "ass-stomping" days behind him, tempered by creaky bones and the trudge of 85 to 90 years (somewhere in there, he's not sure), the former chain-ganger and Mississippi bluesman known as T-Model Ford is now out "to remember you sorry f—ers how it's done." If Robert Johnson sold his soul to the devil, Ford stole it back, and he's doled out pieces of it starting with 1997 debut Pee-Wee Get My Gun. The six albums since reflect the trajectory of a reclining firebrand — from warning shots
You Better Keep Still (1999),
She Ain't None of Your'n (2000) and
Bad Man (2002) to the twin 2008 releases
Don't Get Out Talkin' It and J
ack Daniel Time — but Ford's flame hasn't been extinguished yet, despite nature's best efforts to blow it out (a pacemaker in 2008, a stroke earlier this year). Captured live with no amplification in a single afternoon, January release
The Ladies Man (Alive) finds the singer's sound and fury in good health: still romancing on 10-minute closer "Hip Shaking Woman" and, on spoken-boast/self-toast "I'm Coming To Kick Yer Asses," still remembering us sorry f—ers how it's done. Bill Abel opens. Tickets $15. — Noah Bonaparte Pais
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Dec. 3
T-Model Ford with Bill Abel
10 p.m. Friday
One Eyed Jacks, 615 Toulouse St., 569-8361; www.oneeyedjacks.net