Sometimes a really interesting band can just sort of sneak up on you.
I may have been familiar with the Postmarks last year--I think I remember reading about them and noting they were from South Florida, where I grew up--but I never really gave them a listen until their latest album, Memoirs At The End Of The World showed up. With a cover any half-witted record collector would naturally assume to have been issued by Columbia Records in the mid-'60s, the new album--strictly speaking their second, not counting an EP and a collection of cover singles--is a treasure from start to finish.
Coming together a few years back in South Florida, the band's core three members of Jonathan Wilkins, Christopher Moll and lead singer Tim Yehezkely created an intriguing mixture of music that is at times both lush and twee. With the new album Memoirs, lush may be the operative word: recurrent instrumental themes resurface throughout several of the tracks, one John Barry-ish instrumental suggests a quirky
