Ten years ago, when The Postal Service’s album first flowed through my ears, I couldn’t drive a car. So, it only seemed appropriate that I bike to their show last Friday. It was also a good way to distract me from how frickin’ excited I was to see the sorcery that is Postal Service live.
Ben Gibbard’s crisp choir voice was as crisp as ever, Jimmy Tamborello manipulated the soundscapes into their full glory behind two computers and Jenny Lewis of Rilo Kiley and Laura Burhenn of The Mynabirds added exactly what they needed to when they needed to. It was a perfectly-orchestrated hipster dance party for those who wanted to think about their feelings while they shook their booties (myself included). Honestly, I didn’t think the concert would happen that way, I didn’t really have any expectations at all, but when the bass dropped, the crowd dropped too and dancing commenced. It was infectious.
I cannot express accurately with words how magical the show was other than telling you what I’ve just told you… there are no words. Finally getting to sing along to “The District Sleeps Alone Tonight” and “Nothing Better” and “Sleeping In” and every other song they played with thousands of others was spine-tinglingly special. Another amazing experience that lived up to the experience of the first time I heard Give Up. Go see these guys on their tour if you still have a chance.