He will do this until he cannot. A stool can be provided. The Blues guys all got stools when they got old, except for John Lee Hooker, who always had a stool because he was always old. Bobby will be provided a stool again, and then he will continue the tour. Never will Bobby be without a next show. And he will ride into the halls of Valhalla…ah, Jesus. Bobby?

“Sure?”

Your amplifier is sleeping on the job.

“Oh. No. Just looks that way. Experiment in sound. We’re asking sonic questions.”

Such as?

“‘How does it sound?’ That’s a big one. Huh. Y,know I guess there’s only one sonic question. It’s a complicated one, though.”

Looks it. How goes the Wolf Bros shows?

“Well, they ain’t throwing stuff at us. That’s, you know, the bottom line. Everything is secondary to that. Every show I play in 2018 is better than any show in the 70’s because no one is hurling unopened cans of Pabst at my head.”

It was a barbaric decade.

“Now, see, it wasn’t the Deadheads. They’d throw shit, but it would be roses or joints or whatever. It was when we played somewhere where the audience was just coming out to see the show and party. And they’d drink Gallo wine and take reds. This, uh, this made them excitable. And vicious. Like, uh, spoiling for a fight. One time a guy hucked a full pony keg at us. It took out the drum kit.”

How did someone manage that?

“Up in the mezzanine, the crew found the pieces to a…what’s the thing that isn’t a catapult?”

A trebuchet.

“There you go.”

Someone brought a trebuchet to a concert?

“This is what was reported to me in the van after the show. But, you know, it’s not like some dude chucked it.”

True.

“Or coins. Every once in a while, a half-dollar would come whizzing out of the darkness. And, uh, I didn’t think I deserved that. No one does, if we’re honest. Some people would argue that it would be all right to throw coins at evil dictators. But, uh, I’m not an evil dictator.”

You are not. You should not have coins thrown at you.

“Gotta say: I prefer the theaters full of well-behaved rich people to the fields full of shirtless yokels.”

No argument.