"A hazy beauty makes Gaston Light's "Morning Fog" a translucent and transfixing ballad. The song uses a languid melody and the elegant hum of a cello to convey its compelling lyrics about finding emotional clarity and intellectual focus, even when the world looks its most opaque." - Dallas Morning News

Artist: Gaston Light
Album: Peel(2011)
Label: Idol Records
Music and Lyrics: Jason Corcoran

Morning Fog

Upon the windows ivory panes
Branches of the willows scrape
A wet thumb on the corner of the epilogue
The lamps glow drips off my face
Head against the pillow case
My eyes drift and read the morning fog

And I feel fine
Oh I feel fine
Lying by myself, lying in time

Out on the sidewalks children laugh
Crickets on the nails of grass
A father walks alone carrying a smile
At home his wife watched the news
Paper sleeps out on the dew
Smeared words after a while

And I feel fine
Oh I feel fine
Lying by myself, lying in time

And so the day finally begin and everything is seen
Press my chest onto the bed and quickly find a dream

Sky scrapers embers melt away
Smell of Autumn whips my face
Ill disappear into the night
Driving neath the long black sky
The road ahead slowly unwinds
And I don’t know where I am going

And I feel fine
Oh I feel fine
Lying by myself, lying in time


Morning Fog

"Jason Corcoran's A.K.A Gaston Light song " Close Your Good Eye" is a steering wheel pounding tale of the blue collar dilemma" - The Alternate Root

Artist: Gaston Light
Album:Peel (2011)
Label: Idol Records
Music and Lyrics: Jason Corcoran

Close Your Good Eye

Migrant son down by the depot with the pick-ups rolling by
Hot sun like a golden halo as a fly lands on his eyes
Lumber yards down by the meadow with a Help Wanted sign
Fortunate son in front of the depot always get the first ride

Always close your good eye 
Keep your bad eye to the sun
It’s how the West was won 
Don't act surprised

Immigrant son holds out his hand, paper cup down at his feet
Out across the badlands paper cups fill the streets
Mr. Gates stands at a newsstand and reads what he can
Folds the paper and walks away, forgets what he just read

Always close your good eye 
Keep your bad eye to the sun
It’s how the West was won 
Don't act surprised

You mean everything to me
You’re a pebble in my shoe
Even when it gets bad
Just remember that we care about you

Always close your good eye 
Keep your bad eye to the sun
It’s how the West was won 
Don't act surprised



Close Your Good Eye

"The words come alive towards the end of “Crown,” where Jason Corcoran complains of the games his girlfriend plays. “My girl in the indigo pea coat says hello and kisses my throat. It’s a game that she loves to play, and wins every time.” The desperate surrender in his voice sells the song." - Pegasus News

Artist: Gaston Light
Album: Peel (2011)
Label: Idol Records
Music and Lyrics: Jason Corcoran

Crown

Phantom queen in a calico gown
Charcoal eyes, a letterhead crown
Wandering round from town to town
Paper on her trail

Southern belle on the golden coast
A seaside town, a Raleigh ghost
Old friends or highway hymns
Won’t ever bring her home

The lies I’ve lived won’t ever forgive
Myself for being afraid of who I was

Lonely matron with a pale ring
Outside of the chapel, wedding bells sing
She waits for a man who understands
What it mean to hate love

Little gal in the Autumn sun
Flower eyed, a naked virgin
Gently lays on the river banks
Waiting to be found

The lies I’ve lived won’t ever forgive
Myself for being afraid of who I was

My girl in the indigo pea coat
Says “hello” and kisses my throat
It’s a game that she loves to play
And wins every time

The lies I’ve lived won’t ever forgive
Myself for being afraid of who I was
The lies I’ve lived won’t ever forgive
Myself for being afraid of who I was


Crown

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GASTON LIGHT
PEEL
“Your French tongue in our Southern town. Your scarlet lips and eyes of brown. I saw your silhouette in my gold headlights…”
And so the layers of colour begin to reveal themselves on Peel, the remarkable debut album by Gaston Light, the moniker for 22-year old Dallas-based songsmith Jason Corcoran. 
Like the varying landscapes of Western America, Peel explores the trek of trials, tribulations and revelations bestowed upon this native Texan while navigating the peaks and valleys of three years spent in Los Angeles from 2008-2010. 
Rooted in the blood, sweat and tears of heartland Americana, the ten-song opus conjures a warm feeling of familiarity while forging an evolutionary path. Jason surmises, “Peel is intended to portray the melting pot that comprises the heart and soul of American Rock & Roll.”  
From the very first listen, songs such as “In A Casket,” “Radio King” and “Xanax Blues” evoke a feeling of a freewheeling road trip along Highway 66 to the classic FM strains of Bruce Springsteen, Bob Dylan, Tom Petty, Dire Straits, Tom Waits, David Gilmour, Warren Zevon and The Eagles while repeated listens reveal flourishes of folk, blues, soul, gospel, rockabilly, honky-tonk and Western.
Much akin to the sojourner of the 60’s, Jason vulnerably explores his personal journey, for better or worse. Plagued with economic hurdles and addiction, songs such as “Half Awake” and “Kiss the Hive” explore the darker side of his excursion while “Close Your Good Eye” and “Crown” offer moral glimpses into the harsh, unalterable reality that “coming of age” presents when facing the varying tones of life. 
Written and recorded on a limited budget in a mere two weeks in a converted garage in Venice, CA, the nature of the situation added a punk rock ethos to the aural proceedings and, ultimately, required several “first takes” to be used on the Master recording. This underlying sense of urgency recalls the lightning-in-a-bottle nature of The John Peel Sessions, whereby four tracks were recorded and mixed in a single day for later broadcast on the iconic BBC Radio show. As such, both Peel and The Peel Sessions share a common lineage, that of a rough and ready, demo-like feel, somewhere between an impassioned live performance and a finished recording. 
In April of last year, the realization that one’s roots often represent a foundation that no assemblage of isolated experiences can replace led Corcoran back to the doorstep of Dallas, TX where he played his first shows at clubs in Deep Ellum as a wide-eyed 13-year old musical progeny. 
With a reconstituted appreciation for his Texas roots, Jason will continue to peel back the ever-morphing layers of life as a Gaston Light illuminates the next chapter of his discovery.


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