Kenny Wayne Shepherd may not have lived a full bluesman's life yet, or much of a life at all, since he's only now old enough to drink, but he's nonetheless had two crosses to bear. The first was the early proliferation of smarmy age potshots like the one I just made; the second is what can only be described as the Stevie Ray Vaughan curse, which haunts him right down to the three-name handle.

Let 'em all talk. Live On, the Kenny Wayne Shepherd band's third album, is already ro...