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Outrunning the Sun

by The Frank Flight Band

Psychedelic, progressive rock, with detours into blues rock and folk. In thrall to the spirit of the 1960's, but firmly rooted in the here and now
Genre: Rock: Psychedelic
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  Song Share Time Download
1. Outrunning the Sun
16:18 $0.99
2. Tourniquet
7:03 $0.99
3. Spag Bol (Part1)
0:40 $0.99
4. Beach House
6:37 $0.99
5. Season of Promise
6:16 $0.99
6. Preparations for the Mayday Ball
1:10 $0.99
7. Better Not Shout
5:33 $0.99
8. Spag Bol (Part 2)
0:47 $0.99
9. Bad Time for the Future
4:16 $0.99
10. Crumbling At My Feet
3:39 $0.99
11. Gravitas
2:07 $0.99
12. Evening Star
17:36 $0.99
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Album Notes
On the run, in the shadow of the sun……
This debut album from The Frank Flight Band is the culmination of a decade long journey into the sub-underground hinterland of psychedelic music, by a disaffected group of musicians, still in thrall to the spirit of the long dead 60’s, but firmly rooted in the here and now. Their trip took them from the West Coast of America, to the (North) West Coast of England, via San Franciscan freak-outs, English folk-whimsy, detours into blues rock and all points in between.
On a voyage featuring a cast of characters and locations straight out of a Kafka novel and in search of the fountainhead of all things unconventional,The Frank Flight Band ran the gamut of bizarre episodes, bruised and battered egos, unscrupulous record companies, apocryphal gigs and the odd stripper or two.
Ten years after the album was recorded, the original band members have returned, master tapes dusted off and digitally re-mastered, to breathe new life into these songs. After the painstaking efforts in putting these songs together,the album has now received the treatment it deserves, which they present to you here, for your psychedelic listening pleasure.




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Outrunning The Sun
Now this is a difficult one to know where to start. It really is. There is well over an hour of music on this album - an album subversive and somewhat extra-dimensional in parts, but never short of formidable. It is the fruit of a ten year journey; in itself a contributory factor to this majestic disillusion. If ten years of taming the beast isn't enough to send a man stir crazy then I've no idea what is, and you know what they say: there is a fine line between madness and genius. For me, Outrunning The Sun has one foot either side.

The opening title track is a swirling, psychedelic, sub-underground freak-out lasting 16:18 minutes. It is as mesmerising and affective as anything on Pink Floyd's Wish You Were Here, cruising smoothly through tempo change and progressive jamming with consummate ease. The production is superb, and only adds to the hypnotic effect upon the listener. By the time Andy Wrigley appears with his Jim Morrison-esque vocal somewhere halfway to Mars, your sights are already set on a rather mercurial journey to the sun. Tourniquet is a dreamy lament in which Wrigley declares the one statement in which we can all relate: "I'm foolish for loving you." Danny Taylor's bass drives the song alongside the inventive drumming of Dave Veres, whilst Frank Flight's entrancing rhythm (as in Beach House) guides the song home. Spag Bol (part 1) and (part 2) are boundless snippets of an enterprising jam, and Bad Time For The Future a thudding statement about the hopelessness of lost love. Crumbling At My Feet is funky and somewhat more mainstream than the rest of the record, whereas Gravitas is a spacious instrumental; anxious, uncertain and mysterious.

Preparations For The Mayday Ball is an interesting, medieval style acoustic jaunt, Better Not Shout a riveting self-penned rocker by Frank Flight, the band's instrumental driving force, and Evening Star another space-age epic with extra-terrestrial effects and atmospheric soundscapes. However, the outstanding track for me is the introspective Season Of Promise, another Flight number built on a wonderfully melancholy melody, reminiscent of Echo and the Bunneymen, or Joy Division. Wrigley's vocal is sullen and esoteric, his harmonies vibrant, Colin Rens' guitar work divine, and the all round sound somewhat aeronautical. A brilliant song embedded in an accomplished album.

In a similar vein to Paul Kappa, this is a band that should be heard, but probably wont. Another tragedy in the world of music in my eyes, but at least what is done is done. If art moves just one person then it is worth creating. I cannot recommend Outrunning The Sun any higher; if you like Pink Floyd, The Doors, or any of the progressive/psychedelic bands for that matter then this is a record you need to check out. The sleeve notes ask a series of rhetorical questions: "did they find what they were looking for in their quest? why did it take five years to complete? and which one is Frank anyway? let others put answers to these questions and in the meantime: sit back, strap yourself in and let the sun be your guide. . . . . . . . . . . . " Well, I hope more than just I become intrigued enough to care and venture deep into this weird and wonderful record.