I’m going to count this as a SXSW discovery even if I didn’t see Postiljonen live.
On Friday night, right before every big SX showcase was about to open its doors to hundreds of hungry fans, a wicked lightning storm rolled over the city and threatened to ruin absolutely everything. Venues were evacuated, bars were on lockdown. Electricity forked across the sky.
Fellow Shuffler Austin Dixon and I were hunkered down in Icenhauer's on Rainey Street, sipping cocktails and striking up conversations with other patient (and dry) SX attendees.
All of a sudden I hear a song, this song, playing faintly overhead. I picked up my phone and bolted to the bathroom, arguably the only “quiet” place in the space. I held my phone up to the speaker and captured this sound.
I’d never heard of this Swedish dream pop trio before, and I’m smitten. A group that sounds like M83 AND Summer Heart? Are you kidding?
After all the wonderful noise over the past 10 days, I’m resting my weary, ringing ears on this sweetness.