If it's vaguely hippie-ish and vaguely Californian, count on Ebert to work it into his solo debut: acid-folk reveries, Beck-ish busker rap, lyrics about Vietnam, sensitive maleness, Dylanisms, yodeling, calling women "mama," reggae, bongos. A Jesus-beard guy who fronts the 11-piece collective Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros, Ebert has been working the L.A. music scene for more than a decade. But the dream-catcher naiveté he tries on here seems genuine. It's also kind of annoying: "Would you call the Earth an asshole for turning round and round?/Ya know it never, ever stays in just one place." We wouldn't, because unlike some people, we weren't skipping out of science class to do 'shrooms.

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“Is It True”

As the British Invasion reached its peak in 1964, Brenda Lee went from Nashville to London to record one of her hardest-rocking hits, her perky vocal backed by a stuttering, squalling guitar. That guitar was played by session musician Jimmy Page, yet to skyrocket to fame with first the Yardbirds and then Led Zeppelin. "She said to me, 'I've come here to make a record with the British sound,'" remembered producer Mickie Most. "She felt she wouldn't get the same sound in Nashville because they're only just catching up on the British beat group sound of about six months ago."