A standing ovation before a note is played. Nickel Creek wowed the sold-out 2,500 seat Asheville U.S. Cellular center. The musicianship was impeccable, whether it was in playing
a long string of thirty-second notes at breakneck speed or it was lightly plucking a few single notes with the steady hands of a surgeon--Nickel Creek was a perfectly synchronized machine -- reminding one of something a collaboration between Lamborghini and NASA
might produce. Their well-crafted, beautiful songs were played with the utmost respect and feeling by all members....Sara Watkins, Chris Thile, Sean Watkins, and bassist, Mark Schatz.
Their respect and appreciation for the audience was obvious throughout the 1.5 hour concert...with easy interaction between them--at one point even inviting those who could whistle to join in at the end of on tune. I am a musician and I discovered Nickel Creek in 2000. I'd say that their chops on their instruments hasn't degraded one single bit (May be even better , if you can believe that).. But I feel quite strongly that their vocal work, as soloists and as a group is even better than ever.
All this means that an evening with Nickel Creek is an evening in the presence of world-class musicians, playing high grade compositions with a level of joy and awe that is difficult to come by these days. As an older guy and lifelong music fan I have seen some of the top musical acts from the past 45 years (Santana, Doobie Brothers, Vienna Choir Boys, Alison Krauss and Union Station, Steely Dan, Jethro Tull, Chick Corea Elektric Band, Del McCoury, Bela Fleck and the Flecktones, Ray Charles, Blue Highway, Dixie Dregs, Chicago, Pittsburg Symphony Orchestra, Pat Metheny Group, Yellow Jackets, Mountain Heart, Rooney, the list goes on and on...) and this concert with Nickel Creek was in the same category as these super-groups.
The reaction of this Asheville audience solidified my thinking that many of us real music fans are thirsty for this kind of real music...people playing real instruments...playing quality compositions..together in harmony...without any reliance at all on electronic gimmicks, sound tracks, or mindless sonic fillers which I see as so much a part of the music scene today.
During the last song of the evening...a slow, thoughtful composition...from our eighth row seat....I asked my daughter to turn around and look at the rest of the crowd. We could see that very single one that I could see was standing there quietly..and still...almost reverently...just soaking in this wonderful music. An amazing sight.
The evening was electric....and we were all spellbound. These are the experiences in life that are the most memorable....and that we all need more of.