Track Of The Day POSTAL BLUE
Although started as a four-piece in 1998, Postal Blue is the longtime moniker behind the finely chiseled erratic efforts into Indie Pop territories, that glide effortlessly between the second half of the ’80s and early ’90s with sunkissed ’60s nuance, by Brazilian singer and songwriter Adriano Ribeiro through a couple of albums and several yet sparse EPs/singles via cult labels such as Drive-In, Humblebee, Cloudberry and Shelflife Records.
After last February’s “l Should Have Known” single, Postal Blue is back at it with a new self-released double a-side digital single “Hiding to Nothing” b/w “Chance Occurrence (Featherfin Remix)”, the third in a series that will culminate in the long-anticipated new LP later in the year.
“Hiding to Nothing” is “about growing up and facing the daily grind without much perspective”, Adriano explains, as a pensive person checks the motives and purpose held behind daily life activities to ensure that things are moving in the intended direction.
Laced with late ’80s North West England Guitar-Pop fascination for memorable bands such as the Mighty Lemon Drops, late Bunnymen, The Wild Swans, The Railway Children and the transatlantic group The Ocean Blue, “Hiding to Nothing”, awash with stirring emotive weight, harmoniously enticing and gorgeously textured, sways, lilted by steady rhythms and swelling rubbery bass pulses, on the endless lavishing nostalgic breeze of tinkling, iridescent, jangly guitar melodies, pierced by the poignant majestic soar of echoing vibrato-laden and searing excruciating leads around heartfelt, aching vocals, digging deep into an emotional well of angst and fear.
What had been the song of the ‘rentrée’ after eight years, last October’s “Chance Occurrence”, is the subject matter of the first time experiment, yet more will follow, with Electronica through the remix treatment by Norway’s Indietronica art and music solo project Featherfin, to float into organic and contemplative atmospheric territories built on emotive twinkly resonant piano keys, loose-limbed vivid palpitations, light croaking low slung, stumbling, subtly crackling, percussion patterns and sudden urgent shuffling rolling broken beats, to carry and cocoon sad regretful vocals pouring with pain and shame.
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