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Rays To The Sun
© 1995 Bret Logan

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STYLE: Pick & Soar Rock

HOME TOWN: New Haven, CT


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1. Everybody's Home
2. Darkless
3. Disinclined
4. Untitled
5. Tease
6. God
7. Went Walking
8. Truly
9. Suns With You
Check out Sail On Sally the NEW release
by Jellyshirts
& their album Outside
Release on USB FlashDrive format.

Jellyshirts are AKA: The Bret Logan Band.
Check out their CD:
Is It Real?
The 2005 "IndepenDisc of the Year"

Issue #63                                   June '04

About a year ago we came into ownership of the CD, Rays To The Sun, by a band called Jellyshirts. It grabbed us, it possessed us, and – to quote our friend Julie – it “put me [us] in a place.” A Lou Reed Velvet Underground tempered by The Byrds style takes you away on a pick and soar musical magic carpet ride. It didn’t matter what frame of mind we were in: whenever we inserted this disc into the player, we were able to melt into the mellow, yet intense groove. We knew Rays To The Sun was an IndepenDisc Feature, the problem was: this CD was released in 1995 and the Jellyshirts were no longer a band.

That didn’t stop us from tracking down the Jellyshirts leader Bret Logan, who now fronts The Bret Logan Band in New Haven, CT, and convincing him that even though the CD is 9 years old, the music still holds up and is relevant enough to let people out there know about this remarkable achievement.

Take the opening song “Everybody’s Home.” It uses a galloping rhythm to spit out an outline of the blissful everyday existence of an ordinary family with seemingly random lyrics that don’t quite connect with the story. The song makes sense in that we all need to provide our own happiness in whatever artistic culture we heed. Here we have a collision where the artist finds that those in earshot of his proclamations (subject matters and us the listeners) cross paths of happy bliss within his orbit. Again, it is the Lou Reed vocals and the Byrds-like pick and soar that welcome us into a place…

Darkless” then escorts us down the hall. Surf tempos glide into a British Invasion acid trip linked with a Psychedelic Furs style “beautiful chaos.” Gorgeous guitar work dances on the sand as the lava light is projected onto the backdrop screen in one of those Warhol-esque visual art statements – the music alone allows these visuals to dominate our senses and we’re surfing in beautiful music colors, not as edgy as true surf, but just as intense…

It seems these songs build to “Disinclined,” the core song that balances this CD at the top (while “Truly” - we’ll get to that in a minute - holds it’s place near the end). A distant October era U2 jam builds to a full onslaught that is just soooooo intense. Once again, Bret’s vocals push buttons that send us into an exotic adventure that has the hormones a hoppin’. It’s here that Scott McDonald’s drums bring out how important they are to this whole disc. With a crispness of Keith Moon’s Baba O’Riley, McDonald’s drumming propels the whole structure of this cacophony, allowing it to take advantage of a Van Halen style breakdown. It is here that we melt and the Jellyshirts have us eating out of their musical hands. We’re just diggin’ this Woodstock era production technique of laying in a complete conversation-like vocal being swallowed whole by the jamming groove so much, that the buttons pushed bring to mind Cream and Zeppelin, and   - BAM the doors are blown in – Eight minutes of heavy duty psychedelic musical sex that started with a ringing endorsement, a la foreplay, and climaxed with the band attempting to pump us back up again until they deliberately cut it short. Whew, hit repeat and do it again, and again, and again…

Untitled” drops us back on the musical sidewalk of this place and merrily walks us up to a woman that is willing to embrace the joy and beauty of the day - Dig the hooks and the way the Jellyshirts work the hooks, with a Rickenbacker style lead and a bass line that subtly lifts and carries us along to the vocal refrain of “Let’s play, Let’s play, Let’s play.” – It’s a representation of relationships and music that wraps its arms around us and holds us close.

It’s here that we understand the place the Jellyshirts have allowed us to enter. They stretch the boundaries of what they bring to us by giving us 60s garage rock with a bounce (“Tease”), a spacey Pink Floyd-ish, heroin-era Velvet Underground, while hopped up on methamphetamine vignette of supremacy (“God”), and a solid muse (“Went Walking”). All of these enforce the timelessness of the album.

But it’s “Truly” that bookends with “Disinclined” and pushes this disc to heights reserved for the cerebral pounding of such beautiful, delicate guitar and rhythm work that was typical of Billy Corgan at the height of the Smashing Pumpkins. “Truly” channels the Pumpkins “Porcalina of the vast oceans” with a breathy vocal proclaiming “Truly, I love you.” A slow, trance inducing build eventually breaks over the wall with such force that the Jellyshirts unique amping fashion sweeps us along into a blissful euphoria. Using guitar-box pedal distortion aided by gadgets and gizmos, the Jellyshirts put forth a 60s mentality to musical art and expression that launches us into the stratosphere of that culture - solidly reminiscent of Stomu Yamashta’s “GO.” - The mind expansion delights.

As “Suns With You” ushers out this CD using an intentionally over-produced and distorted bleed, we are left to ponder how this forty-six minutes of escapism slipped through the cracks back in 1995. Obviously no one was listening. Well, years later, we here at IndepenDisc are listening, and we’re so into “Rays To The Sun” that we want to turn you on to the Jellyshirts and let them ‘put you in a place’ no matter what decade it is.

Rays To The Sun by Jellyshirts
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