To fathom the band`s name seems similarly impossibly as to reduce this exceptional and unique act to a single genre or a dogmatic drawer. Bukahara invent their very own sound and style out of many – released from musical stereotypes and conventions. The breaching of musical boundaries to express the different roots and cultural identities within the band is their deliberate concept.
Bukahara unite the joy of mixing styles with the instrumental abilities of academic musicians. The result is cosmopolitan, relaxed, nevertheless refined pop music – a rare find in Germany. With the use of violin, double bass, acoustic guitar and, more recently, trombone, Bukahara add their very own touch to Folk, World and Pop music. Amidst Gypsy jazz, Balkan sound and Swing you hear a song that could pretty much have been written by the early Mumford & Sons.
The multi-instrumentalists prove that Swing, Folk, Reggae and Arabic / Balkans must be no contradiction – if you put a lot of sophistication and a great amount of love into it .They easily manage that balancing act between contagious playfulness and serious devotion. Here a violin may lead the harmony, a trombone pretends to be a tuba and then, all at once, the singer / guitarist sits behind the drums. It is the impulse that governs the sound – and that makes the hedonist’s hearts beat faster.
Bukahara oppose the digital trend and faithfully stick to analogue sounds– to the joy of the spectator. Authentically, recklessly and smart they melt with their audience to a swinging whole – „because when we play, then there is dancing.“, according to Max von Einem (Trombonist). Who enters the Bukahara live universe, should embrace the thought that the only reliable thing is the unexpected… And what more do you want from a live-show…!?
The band’s name keeps being a mystery to most observers – it is nowhere to be found in the dictionaries of the world. Allegedly a drunk Bulgarian accordionist came up with it in Slovenia. At least that’s what Bukahara said during a radio-interview. And so it has to be true. Hasn’t it?