Most of them are barely old enough to be hanging out in bars, but the members of Ellipsis come across like ultra-seasoned veterans of that golden age of rock that predates the emergence of shitheads like Fred Durst. And while there's certainly a “jam” element at work on Ellipsis' new record, But a Breath, there are a wide variety of influences apparent that prevent the whole affair from disintegrating into meaningless extended solos or monstrously complex time signature shifts just for the sake of them.
Ellipsis' lyrics tend to be a little wonky, not exactly melody-friendly in some cases, which can get annoying in huge doses, but most all can be forgiven in light of the abundance of edgy, precise playing. Think Jane's Addiction-meet-Gov't Mule.
