Light

Presence/Turning 7-inch (Wurlitzer Jukebox 1995)

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Ok, so here is my first attempt at converting my vinyl into digital chunks for you enjoyment. It’s taken awhile since I had to order a pre-amp and I am still figuring out the nitty gritty of the programming and editing aspects of it all, so here is a simple 7-inch to make it easy on all of us. Be patient since this takes a hell of a lot longer than scavenging the internet for mp3’s like a well-trained hound.

Back in the mid-90s. Flying Saucer Attack’s popularity sparked interest in his hometown of Bristol and there was a brief moment when folks poked around to find there was fertile ground from which he sprung. Third Eye Foundation and Amp got the most attention, but Light was unfairly ignored since their output kind of embodied all that was great about Flying Saucer Attack’s best album, Distance. Light kind of ran with Flying Saucer Attack’s self-coined moniker of rural psychedelia and built upon it and made it their own. This 7-inch is far more abstract than Distance, but they are spiritual brethren, which is ironic since the men behind both bands grew up as childhood friends.

“Turning” is Light’s attempt at an actual song as Dave Mercer plays a gently strummed acoustic guitar and gently sighs verses about nothing in particular. However, Light’s calling card isn’t actual songwriting, but an instinctual knack for draining every meditational ounce out of a long, sustained drone that is the true centerpiece here. “Presence” gets right to the heart of the matter and commences with a deeply stoned drone that could echo in a continual loop for all I care. Some grubby electronic percussion percolates in the distance and the end result is the kind of song that should last for days even though it has no right to even be called a song in any traditional sense of the word. Sadly, their later efforts kind of fall flat in comparison to this initial burst, but that is why someone invented the 45 to best document these bursts of inspiration. It’s a shame because if these ideas were faithfully implemented over the course of an entire album, Dave Mercer would be more than a musical footnote to the history of Flying Saucer Attack.