Apostille, have something of an essential release about to break cover on Night School records entitled ‘The Collector’ it has been the cause of some frenzied shape cutting on the rarely spoken about GIITTV dance room floor. Its connected us to our youthful teen self having us remembering crouching around crackly transistors listening to evening broadcasts by the much missed Mr Peel c. 81.
For what appears one minute sounding like a mark one Human League hybrid in cahoots with The Passage, it soon fractures and loosens itself of its chill waving post punk harness and shape shifts to reveal some shadow lined love, in between Front 242 and DAF. With that undefinable something that ought to appeal to all those tuning into the kind of vintage groove that the Weird imprint once freewheeled out.
