“Mirror Kisses”
from the album Dream Get Together
2010
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Ezra Feinberg and his pals in Citay tread a dangerous road with their expansive tunes. Their guitar heroics and soaring keys are the stuff of proggy excess, or those bands your black sheep uncle out west follows on tour all summer. In short, these guys like to jam.
But Dream Get Together shows once again that Citay may like to jam, but they’re damned good at it. As big and toppling as their music can be — and its size can be overwhelming — these guys are dynamic players, and all the experiments and expansion never slips into self-indulgent wanking. In fact, these guys have grown daring over three records, using every inch of studio space on Dream Get Together to make a massive sound that doesn’t lose any of the charm or pastoral shimmer of the band’s earlier work.
Things don’t get any bigger than “Hunter,” the instrumental space shot that channels the crunchy, near-metal guitar riffs of J Mascis, but buries their impressive growl under a downright planetary synth solo. The synths don’t yield until lead guitarist Josh Pollock burns the song down with a seething guitar solo, and leaves the tatters swaying in a big sweep of strings. The song encompasses all the strengths of the record, all the honeyed sonic charge that goes into every track.
It does all that without the album’s other strength: the vocals. Each song here would be solid as an instrumental, but adding vocals only further expands these tunes. Citay never reigns it in to make room for voice, instead the singers have to rise to the occasion, and they do. The sunburst groove of “Careful With That Hat” is braced by the group vocals that float, carefree and joyful, over the stringy guitars and shimmering atmospherics. Beach Boys-style harmonies brighten the rocking shuffle of the title track. And “Mirror Kisses,” sung by band members Tahlia Harbour and Meryl Press with Merrill Garbus from the Tune-Yards, is maybe the best song of the lot. It’s a soaring acoustic number coated with thick layers of hazy guitar, and together the three singers make a sound as shining and huge as any synth on the record.
You’ve got to hand it to Feinberg and his crew. They flat-out go for it on this record, even more so than their high-flying earlier records, and they hit every mark they take aim at. There might not be much restraint on this record, but its exploration always feels under control. Citay can see where it is they want to go, they just prefer to take the scenic route there and, believe me, you’ll have no problem following them.