Release Date: May 5, 2014
Record label: Rocketgirl
With the psych rock resurgence showing no sign of diminishing, some of its unsung heroes have finally seized their opportunity to bask in the limelight. Among those are London quartet Eat Lights Become Lights. Ever since their formation seven years ago, they've woven electronic patterns heavily influenced by krautrockers such as Kraftwerk and Neu! into densely orchestrated walls of sound.
Apparently, you are what you eat. Thus: Eat Lights Become Lights. Thus: Eat krautrock, become krautrock? Whatever’s being scoffed in the ELBL camp, it’s working. They craft – and have crafted – music that taps directly into the central nervous system and provides both a cerebral and corporeal thrill-ride into the narcotic ether of the outer reaches of the galaxy.
Having explored the propulsive krautrock beat as the house band of Brixton’s Klub Motorik, Eat Lights Become Lights’ fourth album in as many years finds the instrumental idealists heading deeper into electronic territories. Fizzing opener ‘Velocet Vir Nesat’ and the handclap groove of ‘You Are Disko’ aside, the painstakingly assembled tracks on ‘Into Forever’ owe more to Kraftwerkian techno than the raw psychedelic thrill of the band’s live show. Sparkling synth melodies abound on ‘Time Enough’ and ‘Shapes And Patterns’, with only the meandering Pink Floyd indulgence ‘Vapour Trails’ dragging the journey down.
If you picked up last year’s mighty Modular Living you’ll have a great idea about who and what Eat Lights Become Lights are. You’ll know that they peddle a distinctly feverish mixture of synthetic atmospheres influenced by some titans of yore. They have, as you may or may not know, provided backing music for two of said titans: Silver Apples’ Simeon and, more importantly, Can’s Damo Suzuki.
A year can be a long time for super-prolific latter-day kosmische disciples. And the last 12 months have certainly seen a seemingly inexhaustible supply of such purveyors’ wares (especially through The Great Pop Supplement’s sister label Deep Distance, which has slipped out some seriously salivating and collectible releases from the likes of Melodien, Samantha Glass and Tim’s Gane post-Stereolab outfit Cavern Of Anti-Matter) to keep the Germanic grooves rolling with a never-ending motorik pulse. Perhaps feeling a sense of healthy competition, Neil Rudd returns with another Eat Light Become Lights LP, only 10 or so months after the justifiably-lauded Modular Living.