Photo by Richard Amp


From behind the pulp sci-fi name, Dave Pearce's Flying Saucer Attack enact a very English invasion, a benign takeover of the senses. The first to emerge into a haze of the 90s drone rock resurgence, FSA albums like Distance, Further and New Lands take the listener on a forlorn tour, a psychic drive that married Pearce's emotional landscapes with the hinterlands of his native West Country. Covering Cyril Tawney's Sally Free and Easy and Wire's Outdoor Miner in six string blizzards and namechecking Popul Vuh, Pearce drew together the loose threads of bygone psychedelic folk, Krautrock and post punk, the stitches in time of FSA's feedback fabric. Such timeslips were mirrored in the group's reverse logic: where most bands expand, FSA contracted, with early collaborators Rachel Brook and Matt Elliot taking flight to their Movietone and Third Eye Foundation projects. Whether others take tentative steps toward the technological imperative, Pearce swapped the PC's screen burn for the 4-track. An uplifting alloy of therapeutic noise and subliminal whispers, Flying Saucer Attack continue to reverberate long and loud amongst the sound-sensitives tuned into Pearce's alien frequencies.