Typhoon is like the Noah’s Ark of indie bands: There are two of just about every instrument—two violins, two trumpets, two drums, and so on.
If Judgement Day comes, this little orchestra will be there. “We will help foster the procreation of instruments in the New World,” says frontman Kyle Morton with a laugh.
If they didn’t hail from Portland, Ore.—a city brimming with young, talented musicians—they could have easily swallowed up most of a city’s music scene in their swell. But the process of conglomeration, after six years as a band, on and off, has come to an end—almost.
“We have to close the boarders on Typhoon. I think we’ve accumulated too many, well, not too many, but we’re at a sweet spot—we’re at critical mass with 13,” Morton says. “I don’t think we can go any bigger than that, unless we find a harpist.”
