Silence. Then, a standing ovation that lasted a full minute.
He was seventeen, standing three rows from the barrier at the Newport Music Hall in Columbus. The room smelled like stale beer, floor wax, and desperate anticipation. Beside him, his best friend, Sam, was bouncing on his heels so hard Matt could feel the floorboards vibrate. relient k live
A roar went up, so loud it felt physical. The stage was dark for a heartbeat, then a single, clean guitar chord sliced through the noise. A spotlight hit Matt Thiessen at center stage, messy hair, Telecaster slung low. He didn’t say hello. He just grinned, looked at drummer Dave Douglas, and counted off. Silence