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“Opening for Sugar Sugar Sugar was our own "Jip Sea Party". This was my first time to catch this band and in the words of Monty Python...."and now for something completely different." This band is just fun to watch and listen to. How can you not like a band with a masked drummer, an accordion, dancing girl with tambourine and some kind of mouth keyboard thingy. The sound takes me back to my Hungarian roots.”
“Snatchee Records has mostly made its name in punk, but on the debut EP from what has suddenly become the label’s star act, Jip Sea Party, the punk influence is dialed down from a scream to a yell. Instead, “Welcome to the Jip Sea Party” relies on a bizarre brand of speedy Eastern European folk (they’ve dubbed it “rural Slavic stompgrass”), and it’s a sound to behold. Furious acoustic guitar and rock n’ roll drums are ever present, but the cornerstones of the nine-piece are instruments seldom heard in Wenatchee’s scene — violin, melodica, acoustic bass, washboard and a ton of accordion. And if that combination isn’t enough to grab your attention, usual frontman Keefer Tomchick’s take-no-prisoners vocal style (think a slurring pirate Jack White with good pitch and a terrible temper) will do the trick.”
“WENATCHEE — Just four people stood watching Jip Sea Party — all eight of them — hoist their gear on stage at Tonasket’s Conscious Culture Festival last April. Over a quick polka beat — boom-chick, boom-chick, boom-chick — the accordion, violin and guitar traded gypsy serenades across the minor scales as a huge crowd gathered around. “By the time we were finished, there must have been 50 people there,” said accordionist Raymond Malstead, known on stage as “Rayko Stanislav.” “Everyone walking by just stopped and listened ... it was a beautiful moment.” Jip Sea Party is a sight to see. Billed a rural Slavic stompgrass band, they busk street corners and parade through small towns in a punk-gypsy procession up to 20 people deep. Between songs they joke around in fake accents and Slavic stage names, and at least for a crowd in Yakima, they’re convincing. “They were kind of pissed off when they found out we’re not really a traveling gypsy band,” Malstead said”