D R.
Yelp
From beginning to end, my visit to The Nation was almost flawless. The gruff-looking door staff turned out to be quite congenial, and smartly checked IDs down the queue rather than waiting til I reached the door. The bar staff were friendly and efficient, and remembered me by name. Being from DC, I found the drinks to be cheap ($5-$6 a beer), actually. Also, the parking was only like $10 or so, and was right there on 7th Street. And I like that shows start at the time listed on the ticket (and am glad to have Yelped the place to discover this in advance).
The dramatic uplighting accentuates the decor and architecture beautifully. And the sloped general admission floor is a stroke of genius as it allows all but the shortest a view of the stage. Patrons were generally respectful of one another's space, and are civil during the reshuffling that happens during intermission.
The sound is impeccable, comparable to the best venues there are, including LA's Avalon and The Roxy in Atlanta. The sweet spot is upstairs, though the centerline of general admission is also good. The elevated standing room area flanking the soundboard is okay, so long as you're at the rail; the area isn't sloped and the sound gets too bassy the further under the mezzanine you are. As far as I can tell, there are no silly no-stand areas, even upstairs ... instead, patrons simply have the common sense not to block someone else's view.
As a bootlegger, I'm thrilled with The National's recording policy: "We do allow audio taping BUT (and this is a big BUT) only if the artist approves. We discourage, however, the use of video cameras and film cameras because the bright lights and flashes distract the artists and also disrupt other patrons' experiences." Another example of trusting patrons rather than forcing rules down throats.
Practically the only posted rule (at least at the show I attended) was that it had a "no talking" policy out of respect for the band's quieter tendencies. Unfortunately, a group of drunks kept chanting the song they wanted to hear. Frustratingly, none of the staff went to quiet them down, so by half way through the show the rest of us were left shouting at them to shut up. The staff should really have be more proactive and nipped this in the bud.
While there's a wonderful bar upstairs that chill and quiet and has a separate lounge area, it's a bummer that you can't continue your tab from one bar to another ... wherever you leave your card is the only place you can get a drink at. Network the tills, please!
Lastly, the gig I attended was sold out, so I wasn't surprised that it got hot. However, as amazing as this place is The National should explore upgrading their HVAC to better moderate the air temperature.
In the end, I've been telling friends that Bon Iver at The National was "the finest rock show (and venue) I've attended." I'm looking forward to returning soon in hopes that it can earn that fifth star.