Deer Tick: Rocking Portland with Unruly Charm and Bodily Autonomy

There's a mythic quality to Deer Tick, the Rhode Island band that's become a stalwart at the iconic Newport Folk Festival. Their reputation precedes them, whispered in hushed tones of admiration among music aficionados. So when the opportunity finally arose to catch them live in Portland, OR, anticipation crackled in the air like static before a thunderstorm.

As I settled into the venue, two things immediately caught my attention: the imposing cooler, undoubtedly stocked with libations to fuel the night's revelry, and the bold declaration emblazoned on the bass drum: "BODILY AUTONOMY FOR EVERYBODY," a subtle yet potent reminder of the band's commitment to fundamental human rights.

Taking the stage with the swagger of seasoned performers, Deer Tick wasted no time in igniting the crowd with their infectious energy. Frontman John McCauley, flanked by Ian O'Neil on guitar, Christopher Ryan on bass, and Dennis Ryan on drums, exuded charisma as they delved into their extensive catalog with fervor.

McCauley, in particular, commanded attention with his cheeky attitude and dynamic stage presence. Fueled by beers and vodkas from the onstage cooler, he unleashed blistering bluesy guitar riffs while contorting his body into gravity-defying backbends and reclining hero poses—a spectacle that left my knees aching in sympathetic agony.

Though the band kept stage banter to a minimum, the wine flowed freely, lubricating the seamless transition between hits spanning nearly two decades. McCauley couldn't resist a playful jab, acknowledging that while crowds may clamor for the classics, they weren't immune to a taste of Deer Tick's latest offering, "Emotional Contracts," their first studio album in six years.

It's a testament to Deer Tick's enduring appeal that they continue to deliver night after night, infusing each performance with unwavering passion and a palpable connection to their audience. And while McCauley's acrobatic guitar theatrics may leave me reaching for the ibuprofen, I wouldn't trade the experience for anything.

In the end, my first encounter with Deer Tick was everything I hoped for and more—a raucous celebration of music, camaraderie, and, yes, the occasional backbend. As I eagerly anticipate our next rendezvous, I'll be sure to stretch beforehand.

Set list hightlights:
”It’s a Whale”
”Jumpstarting”
”I’ve Got a Rocket in My Pocket”

photos by Julia Varga