Opening The Flying Club Cup is on the distant sound of a conch and mysterious that invites us to climb aboard a vessel delighted. The crew carries out this strange craft consists of brass, strings, percussion, winds and the captivating voice of Captain Zach Condon. The passenger, delighting in the poetry of dreams, finds himself stunned by the thousands of images that crosses his mind.
He landed first at Nantes , festive city and disturbing, haunted by the sound of the trumpet solo and broken glass. From that moment, a sweet melancholy invades and accompanied throughout his trip. He thus surrenders heart and sings with the crew of A Sunday Smile , rum soaked wanders the streets of the suburb , Is lulled by the ballad ukulele The Penalty , unpacks it has on the heart by drinking A Call (For The Road) and ends its journey as a conqueror in The Flying Club Cup .
Beirut's unique style is reflected in the album where the tasty blend of folk and Balkan brass bands invites us to go around the world. In line with their first two albums, Lon Gisland and Gulag Orkestar, the company outlines a timeless universe in which the visitor moves from meditation to the hangover. Zach Condon confirms his incredible virtuosity in orchestrating with passion and grace memories of his travels in Europe.
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