I have been a JD fan since the Mitchell Trio days, and even through the times when those around me scoffed (many still do). I was surprised after I bought a copy of "The Wildlife Concert" (1995) on an impulse. I had not heard anything he had done since the early 70s, when some genius critic described his voice as a "mellifluous if reedy tenor". Indeed. Unwrapping & listening to The Wildlife concert CDs was amazing; here was quite plainly the same voice and the same man and the same native passionate feelings, the same facility on the 12-string that had boomed out on "Bells of Rhymney", but there was so much more to the voice - depth and grit & gravel, and the reediness was gone. The boy had grown to a man indeed, (as I had, I guess, despite what my wife sometimes says) and yet the young man stayed recognizable and in touch and touchable through the adult's work. I have a pile of old JD vinyl in the attic, and I guess I will go resurrect it, for old time's sake, but the later stuff is worth a listen for anyone who hasn't heard it. (The "Whispering Jesse" on the WC CD blows me away as much as Gilette's "Darcy Farrow" ever did.)