ON REPEAT: TAMBERSAURO

You know, Tambersauro is a really hard band to write about (or maybe we’re still not quite recovered enough from the weekend). Sure, we thought the draft where the game Body Boggle serves as a fulcrum for a cultural pendulum between dim lights and dust on the one hand and over-gated snares on the other was kind of clever. Oh, and in another, we were all a chuckling over our use of the phrase “the band that Star Trek 2 name-checks like a Sucrets.” But really, these compositions are going nowhere, and we need to hurry up and tell you to that they’re playing tonight.

In a sense, it isn’t really a surprise that, as we have Tambersauro’s recent 10” split (on Esotype Records) blasting on the newsroom’s PA system, we aren’t able to consolidate around a theme or a thought long enough to fill our rather strict way of defining what counts as a post-able narrative. Just as their 11 minute ‘One Picture Frame and One Half a Picture” shifts all around in tempo, arrangement, melody and affect, so too did we find ourselves hopping from making a Phil Collins Hair Product joke in one sentence to then wondering aloud about how it is possible for there to be so many Godspeed You Back Emperor records at Sound Exchange.

When talking about their sound and how a Latin teacher, an accountant, a radiologist and a petroleum landman came put everything together and had it come out like it does, Drums/Keyboards/Vocals/email responder Lance Higdon commented “we draw from our jobs, our city, our belifs, and our position as guys who don't really fit in anywhere.” Fair enough.

We still aren’t really able to nail down a clever way to induce you to go to their show tonight (with Lebanon, Sinews and Blades at Rudyard’s) or tomorrow (with the Nautical Mile and Six Parts Seven at Notsuoh), so let us just say that you should if for no other reason than to pick up a copy of their 10” and get just as lost in wandering thoughts as we have.