Not the Wind, Not the Flag at Silence, April 6. (Photo by Tom Beedham)

When you arrive late to an afternoon set at a place called Silence and Brandon Valdivia is peppering his drums with chaotic-yet-deliberate attacks and Colin Fisher is squealing away on his saxophone in a kind of Colin Stetson-y way, you’re bound to be some kind of overwhelmed.

Half an hour into their set, as if anticipating a sensory overload felt on part of the crowd, Valdivia switched to a melodica, Fisher swapped his sax for a six-string, and they dove into a post-rock slow jam that stood to balance the frantic, free form jazz of their offering thus far.

Although they were already drenched in sweat after an hour of playing to a seated crowd, the duo told the crowd to take five and dove right back into it afterwards.

Offerings like these are what make festivals like Kazoo! Fest so great. They stick out like a sore thumb in a lineup heaped with garage-birthed rock variants and experimental electronic groups, but the exposure to something new is refreshing and… well, just cool.