This post was originally posted on David Kolen‘s Music Means Family blog, and is reposted here with his permission.
February 3, 2015
Last night, I had the honor and the opportunity to host Abby and Noah Gundersen, all the way from Seattle.
The show filled up with RSVPs well in advance, which makes sense, considering Noah sold out Lincoln Hall and SPACE on his last two trips here.
Even with one of the worst blizzards in Chicago history happening a mere 20ish hours before doors were set to open, 48 people braved their way through the ice and snow to cozy up in a floor with coats and blankets, near friends they came with and new friends they made.
When Noah and Abby stepped on “stage”, the silence in the room was palpable. I joke sometimes, that these house concerts are like church for me, but this time, that saying was as truthful as it gets.
For well over an hour, I watched heads bowed, lips hush-whispering lyrics, and eyes welling with tears. There was a thickness to the air; a realization that we were experiencing something special, something truly once in a lifetime.
Abby and Noah Gundersen are generational talents, the kind of musicians who in 30 years very well may be talked about as our time’s Dylan, Baez, Guthrie, etc. I can’t wait to watch them sell out bigger and bigger venues, while the 48 of us hold this night in our hearts forever.
Thank you again to all who trekked through the snow, to Stacey, Scott, Ben, Bailey, Lev and Yoo Soo – without whom this show never would have been possible, and most of all to Noah & Abby for a night none of us will ever forget.