Thursday, August 10, 2006
A Night at the Rickshaw Stop
As fans of Jimmy Tamborello's work, four of my friends and I all went to see him play at the Rickshaw Stop in San Francisco. He's the man behind the ambient electronic group Dntel (now called James Figurine) and the soft electronic beats of The Postal Service.
We arrived late, having missed the first band's performance. The upstairs area was a little mellower and more suited for our taste. We claimed a section of the couch and got ourselves some drinks. The next hour-and-a-half was spent chatting and playing foosball, keeping an eye on the stage for the moment when Mr. Tamborello should appear.
We enjoyed ourselves a great deal, but we were growing impatient, and Chris needed to take a smoke break. He went outside, and the rest of us continued to converse. We had barely started a new round of drinks when Chris comes running up the stairs with a grin on his face. "I just had a cigarette with Jimmy Tamborello," he brags. He then proceeds to tell us about their conversation and about the artist's timid charm. We were sure that he would be playing very soon.
A few more hours passed, and we had seen neither hide nor hair of the man we had driven 40 miles to see. This didn't really bother us that much because the venue had an excellent lineup, so we just sat back and let the soothing tunes of Milosh lull us in and out of sleep. It wasn't until closing that we learned that Jimmy Tamborello wasn't actually playing, but that he was spinning for the band who played first.
As Jeff paid his tab, and the rest of us headed towards the door, we were distracted by a quiet, bearded man sitting on the couch next to the merch stand. Chris immediately recognized him as none other than Jimmy Tamborello. Trying to suppress our giddiness, we asked him about his new LP and about the upcoming Postal Service album. He was adorably shy, and he did his best to answer our questions. We chatted for a bit, and eventually convinced ourselves to buy some of his rare EPs they were selling. Jeff and Chris got his autograph, and we all left a happy bunch.
Back at Chris's car, we marvelled at our goodies and the fact that we met and had a conversation with the man behind Dntel and (half of) The Postal Service. Then, we parted ways, and I drove back home with my newly purchased EPs sitting on the passenger seat and Milosh playing on my stereo. It was most definitely a successful night.
A Night at the Rickshaw Stop
As fans of Jimmy Tamborello's work, four of my friends and I all went to see him play at the Rickshaw Stop in San Francisco. He's the man behind the ambient electronic group Dntel (now called James Figurine) and the soft electronic beats of The Postal Service.
We arrived late, having missed the first band's performance. The upstairs area was a little mellower and more suited for our taste. We claimed a section of the couch and got ourselves some drinks. The next hour-and-a-half was spent chatting and playing foosball, keeping an eye on the stage for the moment when Mr. Tamborello should appear.
We enjoyed ourselves a great deal, but we were growing impatient, and Chris needed to take a smoke break. He went outside, and the rest of us continued to converse. We had barely started a new round of drinks when Chris comes running up the stairs with a grin on his face. "I just had a cigarette with Jimmy Tamborello," he brags. He then proceeds to tell us about their conversation and about the artist's timid charm. We were sure that he would be playing very soon.
A few more hours passed, and we had seen neither hide nor hair of the man we had driven 40 miles to see. This didn't really bother us that much because the venue had an excellent lineup, so we just sat back and let the soothing tunes of Milosh lull us in and out of sleep. It wasn't until closing that we learned that Jimmy Tamborello wasn't actually playing, but that he was spinning for the band who played first.
As Jeff paid his tab, and the rest of us headed towards the door, we were distracted by a quiet, bearded man sitting on the couch next to the merch stand. Chris immediately recognized him as none other than Jimmy Tamborello. Trying to suppress our giddiness, we asked him about his new LP and about the upcoming Postal Service album. He was adorably shy, and he did his best to answer our questions. We chatted for a bit, and eventually convinced ourselves to buy some of his rare EPs they were selling. Jeff and Chris got his autograph, and we all left a happy bunch.
Back at Chris's car, we marvelled at our goodies and the fact that we met and had a conversation with the man behind Dntel and (half of) The Postal Service. Then, we parted ways, and I drove back home with my newly purchased EPs sitting on the passenger seat and Milosh playing on my stereo. It was most definitely a successful night.