Nickel Creek’s Pavement cover is all sweetness and light, hanging too many ornaments on a thin branch.
One day in my sophomore year of high school, my friend Isabella and I met for tea and breakfast burritos in our high school’s cafeteria. Isabella always loved weird tea, the kind that looked like sticks and smelled like rich soil. We steeped our tea, and she asked me if I had heard of a pop bluegrass band called Nickel Creek. I hadn’t, and I said so.