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> SAN FRANCISCO WEEKLY Part bad attitude soul singer, part sneaky, complicated beat, and part Frank Black gone gentleman, the work of the Ebb & Flow is justly adored. The trio could easily be sent to Sacramento, Santa Cruz, or New York City as SF emissaries, to show how we do it out here; they're cool by not too cool, and the new EP proves it. Here Are Caught combines Roshy Kheshti's smooth-talking keyboards (a la Kate Bush or the Cocteau Twins), Sam Tsitrin's slinky rock guitar, and Sara Cassetti's tight, danceable work behind the drum kit in tow original tracks and two remixes from the band's full-length cd, Time To Echolocate. Kheshti and Tsitrin contribute taut vocals, both beautiful, yet so unalike that it's hard to fathom why they work so well together.
> PORTLAND WILLAMETTE WEEK Every so often, an album comes along that completely invades my psyche. It consumes my being, becomes the only CD I listen to—constantly….Last time this happened to me was with the Arcade Fire's Funeral. This time, it’s California group the Ebb & Flow's album, Time to Echolocate. Like the Arcade Fire, the Ebb & Flow makes epic, experimental pop that builds up and up, then explodes like a confetti-filled balloon, bright bits of color showering down on your mind and soul. Sam Tsitrin's voice has the Neil Young quaver, and the vocals of his female counterpart, Roshy Kheshti, haunt like Kate Bush. Combined with synthesizers, organs and various other instruments, they create a controlled chaos of endorphin-releasing riffs and beautiful melodies. This music is highly addictive and harder to quit than smoking.
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>GIRLFRIENDS:From the first notes of Time to Echolocate, you can tell there's something special happening on this eight track album. The instrumentation is complex and eclectic, perfectly complementing the female vocals of Roshy Kheshti and male vocals of Sam Tsitrin. Sprawling tracks build, move, sustain, and dismantle in an extraordinary way. Not afraid to bust out a Moog synthesizer, horns, or even vibes, The Ebb and Flow have carved out their own niche in the modern music world. Kheshti and another band member, Sara Cassetti, have been playing music together for twelve years (and have been in a relationship for as long). Part krautrock, melodic pop, and reminiscent of Thrill Jockey, this album is totally fresh and will challenge your conventions. Highly recommended. A+ -Melissa Maristuen, Girlfriends Magazine, October 2005
>CHICAGO READER: On their new debut LP, Time to Echolocate (Three Ring Records), these San Franciscans traipse along the fine line between whimsical and cutesy—but despite the ambling tempos, the warbling analog keyboards, and a couple lyrics about bats, they hardly ever put a foot down on the wrong side. The disc kicks off with a shuffling reggae lick on Farfisa that’s joined by chirpy pop guitars, faux-orchestral strings, and oboelike female vocals; the rest of the songs are sensual quilts of indie pop, indie rock, and hippie-tonk, stitched up tight with nimble, jazzy drumming and adorned with horns, xylophone, stately church chimes, and some barely angular guitar action that’s so far over to the disco end of postpunk it’s almost lounge. Fortunately the words are a bit dark and plenty clever—if Elf Power wandered into the magic forest without their toddler-vision goggles, this is what things might look like to them.
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>NASHVILLE SCENE: "Sonorous" is the name of the 10-minute leadoff track on this Bay Area trio's new LP. That title fairly captures the album's entrancing subtleties, especially the reverberant, melodic burr of keyboardist Roshy Kheshti's surging Farfisa chords and Moog sustains. An ominous undercurrent, however, courses through the rumbling, spongy pulse of bassist Sam Tsitrin, a presentiment of danger that's underscored by his jagged, fuzz-toned guitar lines—and by imagery of shrapnel, bonfires and wayside encampments in tracks like "Firefly," an impressionistic yet none-too-fanciful evocation of love in a war zone. The incantatory vocals of Tsitrin and Kheshti likewise convey a sense of urgency and peril, yet also a humanity, an affirmation in spite of itself that's ennobling. The trio's international makeup—Tsitrin is a Jew from Moscow, Kheshti the first Iranian to graduate from Nashville's Glencliff High School (drummer Sara Cassetti is the only member of the trio who was born in the U.S.)—embodies a similar ideal, a matter-of-fact assertion of unity in our uneasy age of globalization. TIME TO ECHOLOCATE the pregnant mandate/title of the trio's album, hints at these themes as well, its intimation of a convergence between resonance and location alluding to more than just the tidal sweep of the group's warm, tensive grooves.
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