Noah Earle

Noah Earle


Midwestern rooted, acoustic guitar driven singer-songwriter/contemporary folk music with blues and country inflections, ranging thematically from humorous and irreverent to mildly suggestive to tearfully sentimental.


Noah was born in Topeka, Kansas, “a good place to dig potatoes.” His musical involvement began in early childhood when he would listen to the traditional country and country-gospel music that his family would play and sing at their gatherings. By around age six, his uncle had taught him some chords and he’d sit in the corner with his miniature guitar, struggling to mimic the chords that they fretted. Between the ages of about 5 and 18 he underwent classical training for piano, voice and fiddle (his grandpa said “never let anybody call it a violin”). By the age of 10, he had decided that he wanted to write songs, like his uncle and grandfather, starting with gospel lyrics (at a very young age) and moving on to sappy love songs with piano accompaniment. Throughout this time, he was also exposed to blues and jazz by his dad and another uncle, both of whom sang and/or played in a number of bands.
He and his brother Nathan spent several years singing contemporary R&B in junior high and high school, then got into alternative rock ‘n’ roll. In 1996, the year Noah graduated from high school, they went to Hollywood and worked with Mr. L. Entertainment (then a subsidiary of Disney). Dissatisfied with the synthesized production of their songs, and unable to crank out enough songs that seemed like pop single material, they came back to the Midwest, traveled to Europe and South America, and played around the Kansas City area for a couple years with the various bands they put together, including the Great Plains Weathermen.
Noah has been touring as a solo performer throughout the Midwest for two years. His debut cd, “Six Ways to Sunday,” has garnered him praise in the UK, Belgium and the Netherlands, as well as at home. Most recently, Noah won the solo category of the Kansas City Blues Challenge and will play in the international competition in Memphis in late January, 2006.

Noah began playing with Aaron Harms in 2004, and added Mike Kardos to the band in 2005.


You Always Do

Written By: Noah Earle

Spent a day in July in Grandpa’s big backyard, Auburntown’s just over the hill. We make believe all afternoon that we can fly off the chicken coop, And from time to time one of us will.

We all sing together in the family room, Songs of inspiration and regret. Songs about salvation, songs of love that’s doomed and
Seeing how lonely one person can get, and I sit beside the crawdad stream; I’m trying to hide from you.
But I’m carried away by another daydream and You’ve caught me again like you always do.

Spent a day in November in the hospital lounge. My brother has been losing blood somehow.
They’ve got him looking like an invalid, and feeling like a corpse,
They’re taking him to surgery right now. So I go play mini-basketball in the nursery, And my wrist bleeds ‘cause I slam-dunk too hard.
But I see that blood as what my brother needs to live and
Go back to running through Grandpa’s big backyard.
So I say a prayer for our two souls,
I don’t want to go to hell, and I don’t want you to. But I do believe, whether I have faith or not, That you will get well like you always do.

Spent one day last week down in Larrytown, Kansas. I don’t remember which month it was.
‘Cause we get a six or twelve of Honey Brown, Just enough for both of us to get a little buzz, And we talk over some old times and new times, Like two guys who haven’t spoken in awhile, You buy a pack of smokes with a stack of dimes,
How can you be such trouble and still make everybody smile?

Well our own separate ways have turned into this one big haze of smoke we both blew.
I mention the loan, then I leave you alone, and you turn it into a joke like you always do.
You always, always do.

Another day in mid-April out at Grandpa’s place, Sifting through old dusty magazines. When we get back inside, mama bends down to spit-shine my face, and tosses you another clean pair of jeans.
Grandpa calls you pistol and me peanut, but he says more to the guy who calls the play-by-play,
we beg mom and dad to teach us to speak in tongues, but we can’t figure out what it is we’re trying to say.

Now our own separate ways have turned into this one big hazy brew.
You need to unwind, you will know where to find me, just like you always do. You always, always do.

Better By Degrees

Written By: Noah Earle

I bought a book of stamps and a little pad of paper,
So I could write some letters to people I once knew.
But I was out of practice in writing my life story, And they were not exactly the people I once knew.
So all I wrote was “thank you and I apologize, For anything I did to darken your skies. As for me,
Brighter days have gone by than these, But I can feel things getting better by degrees.”

I used to be a crackshot with a bow and arrow,
And I could hit a bullseye drawn on my bedroom wall. Well the holes in my wall, I knew where they came from, and the holes in my shoes I barely noticed at all. But now the holes are in my memory and my gas tank. I’m still on the road, but I don’t remember who to thank.
Brighter days have gone by than these, but I can feel things getting better by degrees.

It was a big old family, four generations. We used to fill the house up every holiday.
Then Grandma and Grandpa went the way of nature, Now it’s just us screw-ups and our screwed-up kids. But ain’t no sense in getting all self-indulgent, And ain’t no telling where all the money went.
Brighter days have gone by than these, But I can feel things getting better by degrees.

I used to have a good friend, I guess we had some benefits,
I called her Suzy Creamcheese, she called me every Sunday night.
I’d say “Suzy I miss you, why don’t you come on over?” and she’d say “I don’t want to, but I think I might." Well these days I don’t drink so damn much tequila, And I show my love like it’s a tricked-out old Chevy Nova. And brighter days have gone by than these, But I can feel things getting better by degrees.


Six Ways to Sunday- 2005, Noah Earle

Set List

An Above Average Day
Lighting Fireworks in the Street
A Letter in My Pocket
Sycamore Tree
Preacher's Blues
Six Ways to Sunday
Good For My Health
The Middle of the Road
The Hair of the Dog
I Took Your Advice
I Hope You're Awake Now too
The Only Sane one
Better by Degrees
Head in the Sand
(If I'm playing solo, my sets are 45 minutes to an hour, and I can play anywhere from 1-4 sets of original material- if I play a cover, it's usually my grandpa's song, a Hank Williams tune, a Cuban folk song, or an old public domain blues or folk song. With the band, sets are usually 1.5 hours and we usually only play one because we're sharing the bill with other bands. So far, we've played exclusively my songs, but there's talk of throwing in a cover or two.