7.04.2008
RACONTEURS
Paste published a profile of mine this month. It was a new experience for me: Taking an assignment about something I knew almost nothing about, digging in, and writing up a piece. Lucky for me, these guys, especially Jack White, kill on-stage and make for intriguing conversationalists.
Here's the story,
Jack White - even after interviewing Jimmy Carter and Ken Griffey Jr - has been the most dynamic human I've spent time with thus far. The guy radiates something. His stature during shows reminds me of a boxer, big, menacing, powerful. And that voice. Tales from the Crypt.
Funny tidbit. So I was admittedly nervous to spend a hour with the band, who were to meet me at the Union Station Hotel downtown at 4. I had an hour to kill. During that time, I grabbed a Stella at the 12South Taproom, and proceeded to pick apart the clothes I was wearing. You look too much like a college intern whose mom still shops for him. That shirt is wrinkled. Leather shoes, really? Stupid thoughts like that.
Well, the thoughts won. I ended up swinging by the Thrift Store before the interview. Bought a sweet red plaid farmers shirt minus the silly pearl snaps. I also purchased, on a huge nonTB whim, a leather vest. Wore it in under my tan blazer. And the first thing uttered to me by Patrick the drummer: "Sweet vest man."
There is also an interview about Nashville on Paste's website. Here.
Paste published a profile of mine this month. It was a new experience for me: Taking an assignment about something I knew almost nothing about, digging in, and writing up a piece. Lucky for me, these guys, especially Jack White, kill on-stage and make for intriguing conversationalists.
Here's the story,
Jack White - even after interviewing Jimmy Carter and Ken Griffey Jr - has been the most dynamic human I've spent time with thus far. The guy radiates something. His stature during shows reminds me of a boxer, big, menacing, powerful. And that voice. Tales from the Crypt.
Funny tidbit. So I was admittedly nervous to spend a hour with the band, who were to meet me at the Union Station Hotel downtown at 4. I had an hour to kill. During that time, I grabbed a Stella at the 12South Taproom, and proceeded to pick apart the clothes I was wearing. You look too much like a college intern whose mom still shops for him. That shirt is wrinkled. Leather shoes, really? Stupid thoughts like that.
Well, the thoughts won. I ended up swinging by the Thrift Store before the interview. Bought a sweet red plaid farmers shirt minus the silly pearl snaps. I also purchased, on a huge nonTB whim, a leather vest. Wore it in under my tan blazer. And the first thing uttered to me by Patrick the drummer: "Sweet vest man."
There is also an interview about Nashville on Paste's website. Here.
posted by Joe at
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