Postelles by The Postelles

Album review By Carl Perks

Aiming for Buddy Holly, but falling short at Bare Naked Ladies meets Smash Mouth, The Postelles seem more likely to be from 2002 than the 1960’s they were aiming for, or the 2010 that they actually reside in.

Under the wing of Albert Hammond Jr. from The Strokes playing music that sounds like a New York offbeat of the Artic Monkeys, we would believe their upcoming album to be from the turn of this century, yet their self-titled first release is only to be laid on the shelves on October of this year. 

The paradox here is that most of the songs on their new album (their first release after their debut EP), which is meant to drip with 60’s sounding tunes emulating the works of Elvis, The Beatles and Buddy Holly, only begin to stick to you if you view them as modern indie-rock melodies. Tunes such as “White Night,” “Sleep On The Dance Floor” and “123 Stop” seem tacky and overdone in a vintage setting, but playful and different from a modern point of view. 

If there is one thing that will undermine the immediate success of this jolly, yet typically winy quartet, it’s the release date of their album. Thoroughly comprised of songs bearing a ‘‘summer afternoon in a vintage convertible corvette’’ label, their CD seems awkward at best in a leafy pre-winter scene. Autumn falls short as the right setting in which to listen to such music.

Well is it a bad album?

From a modern indie perspective, these guys could be compared to The Kooks having tea with Vampire Weekend. The songs, though indistinguishable from many other current rock bands on a stylised point of view, are actually very catchy and upbeat. They are in no way unpleasant to listen to and could easily pass off as summer anthems. 

So it’s a good album?

Well no. If it was to be set in the ever-so-accurate one-through-ten numerical scale, the overall song collective would get a swift 6.5/10. This is all to best represent the inherently catchy, yet empty shell that is their CD, crammed with hooks and adorable song topics, yet leaving a bland taste in ones mouth.


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