Egress weaves elements of roots, klezmer, balkan, blues, ragtime, swing, and punk-rock into whiskey-soaked melodies, deviant rhythms, and infectious refrains. All the while they fuse their eclectic sounds with visual antics such as confetti snow storms, tuba farts, and puppets of various sorts.
It’s a well oiled musical machine, running on a tank of piss and vinegar, and comprised of an unholy union of characters so varied (and at times, volatile) that to tell the story of Egress is like telling the story of Shiva’s dance of creation and destruction before and after each cosmic cycle. But varied as the cast may be, two unifying goals remain: The first is to present a sound not only true to its Vaudeville roots, but also not shy about pushing boundaries and evolving as a band (and musical family). And second of course, to exorcise the demons of all that witness their madness.