After more than a decade of touring, often with a full band, Dick's put together a tour "from Portland, Maine to the Napa Valley" playing in people's homes. It's an innovative idea, and it makes for a hell of a show.
Dick played without amplification, but his percussive guitar and booming voice didn't need it. The pop of a beer can or the rattle of a lawn chair sometimes caused a moment of distraction, but it was all in the spirit. And it sure beat the cracking pool balls and TV sports chatter of even the most intimate club shows.
He build his set entirely on requests, with someone in the crowd occasionally helping remember a lyric for the more obscure numbers. Brief gusts of wind and other surprises from the natural world highlighted the organic feel.
And after the show: Drinking.
Today we'll be rolling out to Day 1 of 80/35 and hopefully have enough left in the tank for Poison Control Center tonight.