Despite what the laundry detergent ads have been telling us, the future's going to be dirty. No matter how much time we spend in front of the little clean, white geometric figures of the wuh wuh wuh, that white glow won't rub off. All still rises from and resolves into dirt. Or at least petroleum. But Old Light's people don't share the dirt disdain. They've got grass stains on knees and asses, splinters in the fingers, and soil under their nails.
Shining on all the dirt, however, is light: sun, stars, streetlights, fireflies, etc. (been outside recently?) A light like gold. Old Light began when Garth (singer and autoharp) bought an old autoharp from an antique instrument guru down in Winters, CA and recorded it over and over, layering the tracks ... READ MORE