In the early 90s, Bristol’s Flying Saucer Attack flew the flag for found-sound drones and guitar feedback wig-outs. Missing, presumed retired, since 2000’s Mirror, FSA main man David Pearce has unexpectedly resurfaced, with a defiantly analogue-sounding collection of untitled instrumentals. If you have read this far, you will have gleaned that “tunes” are not the point here. Guitars chime, overladen with ambient washes and the occasional distant hiss of analogue tape loops. With no vocals to dictate affective themes, you are left to the painterly openness of Pearce’s work, which affords space to both mounting tension and meditative resolution.
