Orkestar Zirkonium + Reptet - The Mix (Seattle, WA; Jan. 23, 2009)

text: Stephanie Guerrero / photos: Nicole Kristek (orkestar zirkonium 1-14 + reptet 15-23)

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This was a night I will not soon forget. And one my already battered eardrums won’t either.

For starters, we got lost. Neither Nicole or I had been to The Mix before. Thankfully, after numerous wrong turns down darkened Georgetown streets and a few irritated back-and-forths between passenger and driver, we finally found our The Mix and Orkestar Zirkonium. Or more approriately, the band found us. As we pulled up the venue, members of Orkestar Zirkonium were performing, marching outside and around the venue. When we finally made our way inside, I knew we were in for something exciting.

When inside, Orkestar Zirkonium’s two rows of brass instruments and percussion took up the entire front half of the small work loft known as The Mix. Orkestar Zirkonium originated in 2003 as a small collection of musicians and has grown to its present day membership of nearly twenty.  Although the group does not share a Balkan heritage, you might be fooled by looking at their attire. I suppose their costume could be described as “Eastern European working class musician,” romantically shabby, but still looking quite dapper.

Their sound was equally hard to pin down. Warm, happy, and hopeful are three adjectives that immediately came to my mind. Devotchka’s sound comes to mind, but triple the number of musicians and strip it down to a much more raw and organic level. Basically, it made me want to dance and drink wine and wave a tambourine. There were trumpets, a tuba, cymbals, a bass drum, trombones, snare drums, cymbals and on and on. Orkestar members laughed, danced, and waved their instuments about theatrically - it was clear that every member of the group loved the music they were playing, and were having a great time doing it. 

Orkestar Zirkonium opened and closed the evening, but in between their set, Reptet haphazardly stepped their way in. Unlike Orkestar Zirkonium’s stylish choice of dress, Reptet opted for a marine animal theme. This included a clarinet playing crab, a trumpeter wearing a frog hat, and a scuba diving bear that sometimes performed solos with a conch shell. The “jazz” music they played was also a little unusual. It was atonal at times and the lead singer (a flipper-wearing penguin) would squawk and/or scream into the mic. Occasionally our flippered friend would push his way through the crowd muttering lyrics no one could understand. I’m not sure I understood the point of all the avant garde shenanigans, and I am not convinced that they weren’t more of a distraction than an addition to their set. Despite this, Reptet were talented musicians. And I enjoyed their closing song, the catchy “Chicken or Beef.” But thoughts of their set faded as Orkestar Zirkonium marched onto the stage to end the evening.

Without a doubt, Orkestar Zirkonium is something to be experienced and hopefully, you will see them soon in a neighborhood near you.

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  1. 1Doc Elliott Mon Apr 13, 2009 | 10:17 am

    This was a great show. Too small of a stage for the band but you could get real close to the sound.

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Ugh. Paste’s profile of Free Energy made me kind of hate them. So does your review. It’s this unctuous defense of good-time rock-and-roll ("we’re just here to party, and we’re awesome!") that seems more self-serving than fun-loving.

by beth on Wed Mar 17, 2010 at 09.41 pm from the entry: Foreign Born + Free Energy - The Knitting Factory (Brooklyn, NY; Mar. 12, 2010)

that inescapable feeling you are referring to, is that like when you hear something and you could have sworn you heard it before because of the nostalgic catchy quality? or is is like when you’ve heard a band exactly like said band?

great post by the way!

by paul on Wed Mar 17, 2010 at 03.15 pm from the entry: The Novel Ideas - "The Sky Is A Field" - Borrow It

Whoa! I had no idea she was enegaged. You would never know with the way she behaves! Wow!

by art on Wed Mar 17, 2010 at 09.48 am from the entry: Nikki Darlin and John McCauley: 1+1=1

This comment stream is so meta. Great review Kelly.

by chris on Tue Mar 16, 2010 at 07.50 pm from the entry: Flying Lotus - "Cosmogramma" - Buy It

no prob. The whole album is excellent, combining some of the harder sonics of Los Angeles with the meat of his debut and obviously difficult to summarize in only 50 words… smile I’d say it’s on par with the debut, but better than Los Angeles.

by kelly on Tue Mar 16, 2010 at 06.23 pm from the entry: Flying Lotus - "Cosmogramma" - Buy It

By the way, I really liked the mp3 posted. Thanks.

by Joshua H on Tue Mar 16, 2010 at 06.17 pm from the entry: Flying Lotus - "Cosmogramma" - Buy It

WHO WROTE THIS...PUKE ! “WHO WROTE THIS...PUKE !  “Picture yourself coasting your bike past space funk palm trees, homeless harpists, vintage video arcades, electronic drum circles, and 60s psychedelic singers who’re waiting for the bus. Cosmogramma is kinda like that if someone suddenly tripped you just as you’re starting to enjoy the ride. But in a good way.””

by Joshua H on Tue Mar 16, 2010 at 06.17 pm from the entry: Flying Lotus - "Cosmogramma" - Buy It

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