Earl Sweatshirt  Earl Sweatshirt, of the rap collective Odd
Future, at his apartment in Hollywood. (Genaro Molina / Los
Angeles Times)  On Wednesday night, everyone who went to see
Earl Sweatshirt perform at the El Rey Theatre got a free
cartoon-y mask of the rapper’s visage. It was for a photo shoot
-- a sea of Earls staring back at the El Rey stage.  But a lot
of people kept them on throughout the night, and there was
something kind of appropriate about that. For a long time, as
his Odd Future cohorts rose to cultish prominence in L.A., there
wasn’t much Earl to go around (the teenager born Thebe Neruda
Kgositsile was, famously, at a boarding school in Samoa). Now
that he’s back, and finally has a major-label full-length album
out (“Doris”), fans want as much of his face as they can get.
Wednesday’s show was a lot of things at once. It was a victory
lap for a very talented rapper on the occasion of his
challenging, thoughtful LP; but it was also a wild-out house
party for the extended Odd Future family, wh