One Way Flight — Blind Pilot
Been hearing ’bout and diligently ignoring all the kind words regarding ‘Blind Pilot’ for way too long. I finally stamped my ticket, then failed the TSA scan, aced the pat down, received my complimentary stale nuts and blind-fold, and soon was airborne to destinations unknown. My seat-mates were as surprised as me after we removed our eye coverings; then deplaned and found ourselves warmly enveloped by fascinating natives with their stories and lands unfolding before us.
There’s no shortage of angles to Blind Pilot’s story: the tours by bicycle, the sheer volume of iTunes downloads, the dizzying ride from relative obscurity to headlining a national club tour in less than a year. But the real story of Portland, Oregon’s Blind Pilot is about the songs. Led by the acoustic guitar and gentle voice of songwriter Israel Nebeker, Blind Pilot’s heartfelt music is the sort that cultivates devotion among fans, that elicits sing-alongs at concerts, that inspires latenight mixtapes
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