Rick Shaw was lit in the sunshine at a busy downtown corner in Chico, California, surrounded by college students slashing away on his guitar smiling and hamming it up between his gravely voiced singing, sprinkled with a few spirit inspired staggers for good measure.
The kids scattered when Rick asked for help buying cigarettes. I took him up on his offer and another one he presented… buying him a beer so we could talk. Rick was itching to know how the audience reacted to his harmonica vignette in the “Poor People’s Palooza.”
“People started clapping and several yelled your name.”
Rick puffed up with pride, “Really?” I answered, “Yes Rick, really it was neat as hell.”
Rick sat up straight and said, “watch this.”
Rick left the bar an hour before I did, returning to the street to look for his guitar case. I saw him as soon as I stepped onto the sidewalk playing away to another small crowd of young people, one of whom was playing air guitar alongside Rick with his longboard. Rick was a happy man doing what he loves best, playing live music for a crowd. God bless you Rick Shaw!
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