Orioxy’s music is fragile, ephemeral and dreamlike. Lead singer Yael Miller and harpist Julie Campiche set the tone for the group’s ever-evolving musical exploration. These two young women are the soul of the ensemble. Drummer Roland Merlinc and base player Manu Hagmann keep them grounded, something akin to pulling on the silken string of a soaring kite gone wild.
Unconventional subtlety fuels Orioxy’s combustion engine. There are explosions of tenderness and innocence, delicate pastels that instantly transform into etchings. There is an explosion of language, or should I say of languages, from English into Hebrew and on into French. The use of Yael Miller’s Hebrew mother tongue has nothing traditional or folkloric about it. On the contrary, it brings something unique, intimate and profoundly touching to their music. An explosion of forms penetrates each album. Orioxy cares nothing for labels.
With simplicity and fine-tuning as their guideline, Orioxy’s third album, Lost Children, marks a turning point in the group’s delicately complex universe. Their trademark subtle/sober world is enhanced with elegant jazz, blues, folk and pop-rock compositions. Between lullaby, spoken word and flights of poetry, this new album is like a child itself, turbulent and playful, dreamy and frightened, filled with dreams and full of hope.
text by Franpi Barriaux
translation by Douglas Fowley Jr