Persian-American cryptic electronic ingenue Farah can’t be solved or explained. She makes dreamy, archly somber disco tunes that somehow sound both spontaneous & immaculate, painstaking & off-the-cuff. Crooning laconically — sometimes in English, sometimes in Farsi, but always with the taste of a woman too cool to betray anything as vulgar as emotion. “Come, come, come, come, come, come, come” she commands on “The Only Ones”, the chant a wanton incantation. It’s difficult to tell if the majestic synths that swirl around her are in harmony with the spirit or its counterpoint.
B-Side “Baby Girl” delves into a chorus of Persian idiom: “Dooset daram,” she sings, or “I love you” in the Iranian expression. The song has the air of enigma — another of Farah’s dance floor mysteries. The instrumental tracks that bookend the record are its atmospheric framing device. Enter the maze.