Bio: A Partial Story of
Jimmy Luxury and the Tommy Rome Orchestra

Listed by many one of the best underground bands of all time, Jimmy Luxury and Tommy Rome have enjoyed their voyages around the world taking months at a time in villas from Salvador Brasil to Amsterdam. Their new disk is a wild romp of latin music with explosively energetic beats and singing.

Welcome to the world of Jimmy Luxury and Tommy Rome. They spent three months of last year in Paris and Italy and over ten months in latin america collecting sounds and ideas for the new disc. As a result, there are horns and more horns. Cha Cha Chas, Marumbas, twists and straight up hip hop merengue mixes. Also, Tommy wanted desperately to put more of his italian heritage in the mix and found Micaela Saxer (from Perugia Italy) to bust a few choruses in Italian (but old, old, old skool sounding italian ballads). And since Micaela is native peruvian, they also busted into a bunch of spanish as well. Mi Corazón, Mi Corazón. Even Tommy sprinkles on a little love in Italian, watch out world, these guys can kick it in Italian, Portuguese, Spanish and French.

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The Full Story:

A grimy North Beach alley, where clotheslines sag with tattered clothes, torn shirts and a pair of star-spangled tights. Spilling down a flight of cement stairs are three homeless men in once-expensive suits belting "I Love Life." Cue the dancing twins in silver body suits, wearing garbage pail lids for hats, roll in Jimmy and this drabby scene seems to come fully alive. Cut to Dempsey's barber shop in the Mission, where black and white photos hang on the walls and dusty Playboy magazines rest on a table. Three barbers in matching jackets attend to a nattily-dressed young man with the sharp blue-eyed, flat-nosed features of a second-rate Irish pugilist. Over a phat, jubilant groove, the young man raps, "I put my pants on the same way as you, of course/ my pants are just more expensive than yours."

That's the scene of a video shoot for Jimmy Luxury and the Tommy Rome orchestra, a raucous hip hop band based out of Philadelphia, PA and sunny San Francisco. Jimmy, real name James Kelleher, is an amped up twenty-five-year-old transplant from Brockton, Massachusetts who spent his first four years in San Francisco getting fired from a string of bar-backing and floor-mopping jobs in Mission neighborhood bars. Not unlike the opening of his first video for Abacaxi records, Jimmy's life made a quick cut from rags toswing-aesthetic-steeped riches this year, when a demo CD that cost fifty dollars to record became the subject of a bidding war between major labels Sony, Island, Warner, Priority and Virgin records. And it wasn't but a few months later when the band blew up big.With three songs featured in the movie "Me Myself and Irene", a song featured on the Go movie soundtrack CD, and three moresongs slated for movies later in 2001, My True Love is (Hip Hop), their upcoming April 2nd release, has left Jimmy in the rare position of having virtually everyone who ever kicked him off their couch after twoweeks showing up to try and mug in his videos.

The sudden change was a result of Kelleher meeting Tommy Rome -- real name, James D'Angelo. (Regarding the moniker, Tommy says "Iwas going to be Tommy Palermo, but that's my uncle's real name and I didn't wanna ride in on his thang, ya know! But D'Angelo already is using my real name and there's a bunch of bands and artists using James, so I had to look around.")

A producer and rapper in Philly-based hip-hop band The Goats, D'Angelo discovered Kelleher pouring beers at his neighborhood haunt, the Shotwell 59, two years ago. He recognized in Jimmy -- who has always been more than willing to drop a freestyle -- a raw, original talent that warranted cultivation in the studio. The band started with a dozen rappers, but no one compared to Jimmy. He wrote five of the songs in an afternoon. The raps were better, funnier and more on target than everyone else had done.

"He's a genius." Says Tommy Rome. But despite his background in hip-hop, D'Angelo's primary interest has long been in the fifties and sixties pop-jazz of his parents and the psycho pulsing latin rhythms that he has found travelling . "Jimmy's always been a huge hip-hop fan," he says. "I've always been a big fan of Tito Puente and Mongo Santamaria. I still listen to that stuff all the time, even the other stuff like Poncho Negra, Billie Holiday and Dreary Blossom."

Dreary Blossom?

"She's on [the album]," explains D'Angelo. "Little white girl. They all had pipes back then. It sort of combines to be something entirely different, I guess." The album also highlights two living female Divas. Brett "Songbird" Abramson from San Francisco and Micaela Saxer from Perugia Italy. "Most of what people think is Billie Holiday on the album is actually Brett. And Micaela has been scaring up the ghosts of Fellini and Nino Rota. We've been told that both of these women should by right have record contracts of their own. They're fucking amazing"

Still, the vision for the album, came about by accident, according to D'Angelo. "I went to sample some other shit, and I threw in a Tito Puente by accident, and I was like, what the fuck is this?" It was like dipping his chocolate into South America's peanut butter; he called Kelleher right away. "I put a drum beat over it, and that night we decided to go out and do a photo session. So we did our first photo session before we did a song." The photos from that session feature Kelleher and D'Angelo dressed to the nines and loitering outside the Hungry I in North Beach. "That's as close as we get to Las Vegas or Tijuana Mexico," says D'Angelo, laughing. “Not-so-bright lights, not-so-big city. But Jimmy was always the smallest guy in the biggest high school, so we were used to it.”

The subsequent demo CD soon slipped into heavy rotation in a number of Mission neighborhood bar jukeboxes, as well as into the hands of record executives nationwide. The timing was impeccable. "I think it's safe to say we probably wouldn't have done this album anywhere but San Francisco," says D'Angelo. "I think the jazz scene the latin culture and the hip hop scene here definitely encouraged us. “For us our mix of sounds is nothing special. Its what we see every day.”

Musically, A Night in the Arms of... doesn't play into the flavor-of-the-month concept. The samples on the album, despite most of them being over forty years old, sound surprisingly fresh. Beneath and between the swinging latin grooves, an outrageous array of layered scratches, found sounds, and hip-hop and funk vocal samples interweave. The album does more to serve hip-hop heads a lesson about frontiersmanship than to offer suburbanites a comfortable entrance into the Luxury world of funk and hip hop. The album also features some of the toughest players in San Francisco. Taylor "Juggy" Cutcomb on piano, Todd Grady on horn, Erik "Smooth Punch" and Phil "the Jeweler" on bass and drums. Even though it was recorded in a wharehouse on digital equipment, the feeling is authentic vintage. Kelleher's own rapping is deep and hilarious in parts, rich with stories and setting, and always dripping with charm. Sample lyric: "You finally punch out and take off your apron/ Like a day off in hell when the devil's on vacation/ Martini shaker shaking like a rattlesnake's tail/ I got twenty to bet, fifty for a room and drinks, and a hundred for bail.../ My bookmaker's in Florida and my thumbreaker's in jail." For the few samples they have, legalese can render reality rather strange. D'Angelo recalls the first time he saw his name credited for the Jimmy Luxury project, for the song "Cha Cha Cha" on the Go soundtrack. "For the writers of the main groove, it says James D'Angelo -- my real name -- James Kelleher -- his real name -- and four people who are dead, who we've never met. And they probably didn't even write the groove. Back in the day, writership was [attributed to] the person who wrote the melody. They didn't even give any credit to grooves." It's all there: more pinky rings, fedoras, horse tracks, cha cha chas and perfumed dames than you could inhale watching an A&E movie marathon. In fact, Kelleher plunged so deep into his International persona for the project that at times it became difficult for his friends to distinguish the artist from the product. "Jimmy Luxury is just in me," he says. "It took a little pushing: you watch a few movies, you do a little research. [But] it was easy. It was very natural for me." As D'Angelo puts it: "Like DeNiro was born to play in Mean Streets, Jimmy was born to do this."