Portland’s Typhoon has eleven members creating amazingly clear and beautiful orchestrations that often involve five percussion parts being handed off between drummers and the brass and string sections of the band. The only flaw in the pristine performance of this band is a lack of whimsy, making the group sound somewhat like a somber Sufjan Stevens.
 
While Typhoon has technical prowess and lyrical beauty down, the band could learn how to have fun and loosen up from opener Miner who had the high energy and playfulness in their set that Typhoon lacked. Conversely, Miner had problems in the areas where the headliners excelled, like inconsistency in the vocal quality and tuning problems throughout its set.
 
It will be exciting to see how Typhoon’s performance style will develop over the next year with the exponential growth of a well-earned fan base. Despite the populous band, the crowd’s emotional connection mainly flows from frontman Kyle Morton’s poetic and haunting lyrics, which often deal with mortality, inspired by his childhood fight against Lyme Disease. Maybe Typhoon will take a cue from fellow Portlanders the Decemberists (who they’ve opened for) and find a way to raise the energy of its show while still addressing the darker subject matters of its leader’s songs.
 
Photos by Annie Lesser.