Royce didnt seem to notice. Maybe thats because his hat, also in the Stevie Ray style, was pulled down tight over his face, allowing only his blues grimace to show. (He also wore Stevie boots, Stevie black jeans, and a Stevie Texas-gypsy shirt). Royce also didnt seem concerned that his songs and playing, though technically proficient and occasionally compelling, were more or less copped from the Vaughan estate sale. Essentially, Royces set was a spirited reselling of the best licks and tricks from the late guitarists canon.
Not that his bass player and drummer are up to Double Trouble standards. Operating at a solid single-trouble pace, they got the job done, but allowed the seams to show. Hombres like Royce and Co. are problematic, in that the slickness of the stars soloing clashes with the matte coat of the rhythm section. Saturday, this still worked in favor of the group, giving the set the unpolished feel of what it was: a late-night jam for the die-hards whod waited an unnecessarily long time.