Sea Sick

"There's no doubt this band is ridiculously talented and most likely put on a sick live show. Sea Sick might be a small three-piece band, but their uncommon, highly refined sound is an engaging one. Technically proficient and creatively challenging, this release is just wonderful." - Redefine Magazine

"I have never seen a rock show like this in New York" - Marie Claire

"Golestaneh's primal howl and overt sensuality are reminiscent of powerful female vocalists like Nico or PJ Harvey, but there's also something else...bewitching powers you simply have to hear to believe".

Seasick interview, page 10-11:

http://the-afterschool-program.com/mulemagazine/ - Mule Magazine

Downright impressive. This seven song self-titled self-released recording is what great music is made of. It’s adventurous and bold. It’s colorful, and big. It’s filled with creativity and it’s got both; introspective and outgoing melodies. In other words, is shiny and sunny, but at the same time dwells somewhere with delicious morbidity. It has an open mind and the songs have enough derangement to ‘em to consider Sea Sick a dangerous trio. Have the straitjackets handy, because if the world is a fair place this Brooklyn trio is about to get some recognition. Let’s just hope that doesn’t push them to normality Yeah Yeah Yeahs’ style.

A few things; Sea Sick write gorgeous songs. Outside of the melodies and into the execution much of the credit goes to vocalist/guitarist Jasmine Golestaneh whose guitar skills have enough post punk angularity to slice Mark E Smith’s face from a mile away, but also strums in subdued fashion (“Octopus”) and strikes just the right Eastern flavored notes to make Sea Sick the most exotic affair this side of the falafel. “XX” is gorgeous; a giant rock track planted around metallic clanky guitars. It’s a spiked punker that sounds cultured in virtue of its eroticism and well-informed worldly melodies. Golestaneh is half Persian/half Latvian, hence the rhythmic influences.

Brilliant work too of drummer Sam Levin and keyboardist Geoffrey Lee. Their warm, at times nuanced at others freewheeling, and laid back playing in the PJ Harvey-esque “Come for the Fall” should help comfort all those left jonesing for more music than that contained in White Chalk. But that’s a soft track, since I am a fan of hard music, I am more comfortable with Sea Sick at their loudest, which means that I love the drastic dynamics of “Radio”, it means that I enjoy the paced growth and psyche freak out of “Radiant Heat” and it means that I vote for “XX” as single of the year. Even if it is never released as a single. - deafsparrow.com

This is good, darkly psychedelic and slightly sinister in an alternative Season Of The Witch kind of way. Seasick are from Brooklyn New York and they’ve got this edgy alternative hypnotic thing going down, a warm witchy brooding hand-pointed sound, another side of life. A brooding dark quietly menacing acid-rock thing – this is very good indeed. Female voiced and a touch of that haunting head-messing thing Huge Baby did back at the start when they were oh so vital – nowhere near as intense as that, got that same dark-eyed candle-burning feeling though. Sea Sick cast alternative musical spells, fronted by the Nico-like Persian/Latvian voice of Jasmine Golestaneh, these seven tracks are really worthy of your investigation. Black cats and dark fires, radiant heat and hypnotic velvet undergrounds, divine dreams and moody twists. An alluring New York intensity, a Sonic Youth gone all broken spells and turning skies upside-down - http://www.organart.demon.co.uk

"Seasick...fronted by Persian/Latvian Jasmine Golestaneh - manages quite incredibly to strike that magic balance between dark intensity, creativity, sensuality and powerful songwriting that made Jim Morrison and co.'s music so strangely addictive. Jasmine's voice, with her subtle foreign accent and attitude reminiscent of Nico, has the power to hypnotize and rave. Geoffrey Lee's keyboards and Sam Levin on Drums create the moody, impressionistic soundtrack that perfectly supports her tragic, cosmic stories. Even if "Devil on her Palms" is probably the best song I've heard in a long time, I wonder if, in today's musical landscape, there is still room for music that is so uncompromisingly intense and subtly powerful." - The Deli Magazine

"Seasick is a lot like that one opium-induced dream you had: hypnotic, sexy, and surreal." - Chief Magazine

"Well, Tonic kind of guarantees for the quality of the music, but I was really impressed by Seasick. Leader Jasmine Golestaneh is any rockers dream: She plays a mean dark guitar, carries a tune, dares to scream, knows how to move on stage and has the right attitude, paired with the bit of neccessary arrogance to have command of the audience. Weird songs, held together by solid keyboards and very inventive, passionate drumming. Check them out on MySpace, but let me tell you, the live experience is something completely different. Think of Suzie Quattro crossed with The Falls M. E. Smith, throw in a bit of Sonic Youth and you will feel seasick." - The Roman Games Diary

"If you've always wondered what a band could do with their sound if they simply took a little bit of Siouxsie and mixed it with some of what The Doors were all about, then I've got a band for you. They are seasick...they're from NYC, and they've got an entrancing intensity that's equal parts spooky and alluring..." - EAR FARM

"When I first saw psychedelic punk-rock band Seasick play at Sin-�, I was hypnotized. Dressed in a sailor outfit, 26-year-old Persian-Latvian lead singer Jasmine Golestaneh sang a song called "Octopus" in a lulling, spooky voice, swinging trance-like as she declared, "Every day I am getting better/So they say I am getting better." Meanwhile, 20-year-old drummer prodigy Sam Levin and 26-year-old keyboard player Geoff Lee harmonized in the mangled sea. For once I thought I wouldn't mind being seasick and nauseated, marooned with no Dramamine in the midst of such magnetic maritime dizziness. It was such an explosive and intense experience that the few times I managed to break the spell, I noticed everyone else in the audience, a mix of surprised Lower East Side bar habituals and a hip-looking international crowd from Britain and France, was equally haunted." - The Village Voice