t: +386 40 522 198
t: +386 40 522 198
From the streets of Williamsburg and Harlem to blue villas under starry old world skies … here comes Žiga Murko! A trombonist, composer, producer like the world has never seen before! From the smooth and mellow rhythms of old jazz parlors to twisted and exotic electronic beats, his music was born to entrance, to pull you out of the ordinary confines of reality straight into a world of fluttering electronica birds and blooming palm trees and from there to red lit rooms and gorgeous women basking in the haze of cigarette smoke.
From an early age on, little Žiga Murko was fascinated with music, yes, he was born in a family of musicians, but his interest in music was something else entirely; it was the slow love that grows from the depths of your heart until it consumes your soul utterly. As a child he played the piano but instead of growing up in dark baroque rooms of old Austria, he grew with the dashing rhythms of the eighties in the haze of orange streetlights watching B horror movies. His love for the piano grew slowly and relentlessly, but he always had the feeling that something was amiss, something that his heart desired even more. And then one day, while playing in his house, he opened his fathers closet and saw it. The shiny brass lady. His great love to be. Her curves were soft and mellow but full, like those of African women. He took the trombone out of the closet and lifted it up to his lips, the shine of the sun reflected on its naked body, and from then on he never put it down. He spent the next eleven years studying classical music with acclaimed Slovenian musicians before switching his focus on Jazz and then moving to Rotterdam. The time spent in the Netherlands was a defining period of his life as he learned to play from great jazz masters like John Abercrombie, Jason Moran, Bryan Lynch and many others. His music slowly grew to new heights entwined with the atmosphere of old cobbled streets, leaning houses and narrow waterways and the fragrant smell of coffee shops and bars behind red curtains. As a foreigner in a strange land he had to struggle to gain reputation. Everyday was a fight, from the bleak weather to hedonistic temptation that stood at every corner diverting him from his through love.
But in the end his passion prevailed, and soon new winds from the North Sea started blowing and he felt it was time to leave. After graduating he left the glass city, and came back to Slovenia were he put his new skills to practice. He settled in the old city of Ljubljana where he started combining traditional jazz techniques with elements from other musical genres. Like the city, standing at the crossroads of Europe, a melting pot that drew influences from many different cultures and societies, Žiga Murko incorporated all this different influences into his creations, from Balkan melodies to urban, electronic beats.
One day his career led him to the city that never sleeps, ole’ New York, New York, where a new journey began. The sounds and images of this magnificent city were carried straight into his music, incorporated and molded into it, the noise of traffic jams, the screech of construction sites or the flapping of wings of a solitary pigeon poised on a gargoyle protruding from the sides of the Chrysler building … everything, every single drop of noise from this vast metropolis. Fusing hip-hop rhythms with the sad wail of a lost saxophone and the electric spectacle of the nightly club scene. Thus Žiga Murko became what he is today, a profound mixture of exotic and erotic.
Like his music, he is continuing to grow in many different directions, standing at the intersection of many different highways.
COMING SOON … Žiga Murko travels to L.A. the city of sin