{"product_id":"nightbus-passenger-2","title":"NIGHTBUS - Passenger","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #ff0000;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eLP - Limited Dinked Edition #364: \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(255, 0, 0);\"\u003e•\u003c\/span\u003e Glow in the dark vinyl \u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e \u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(255, 0, 0);\"\u003e*\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e \u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(255, 0, 0);\"\u003e•\u003c\/span\u003e Hand signed + numbered 12” x 12” poster on 250gsm paper stock \u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e \u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(255, 0, 0);\"\u003e*\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e \u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(255, 0, 0);\"\u003e•\u003c\/span\u003e Holographic nightbus logo sticker \u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e \u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(255, 0, 0);\"\u003e*\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e \u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(255, 0, 0);\"\u003e•\u003c\/span\u003e Limited pressing of 400 \u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e \u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(255, 0, 0);\"\u003e*\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(255, 0, 0);\"\u003e*\u003c\/span\u003e = Exclusive to Dinked Edition\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eFlickering in ultraviolet, there is an elusive place where blue pill meets red, ups become downs, and day merges with night. Those liminal spaces where anything is possible is where you’ll find \u003cstrong\u003eNightbus\u003c\/strong\u003e and their hypnotic debut album \u003cem\u003ePassenger\u003c\/em\u003e. Doom, uncertainty, and opportunity lurk in the shadowy corners of their murky existence with stops at disassociation, co-dependency, and addiction before reaching its final destination - a glimmer of hope.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThe in-between of Nightbus’ own Gotham lies where Manchester’s city pulse meets Stockport’s outer realm. An audio-visual entity formed among a musical family of friends, freaks, and foes in messy mills and after hours on dancefloors alike, their sound bleeds from tension where collective creative forces are bound together and collide with the fallout of being torn apart. Before even playing a show, their \u003cstrong\u003eSo Young\u003c\/strong\u003e released single ‘\u003cem\u003eMirrors\u003c\/em\u003e’ – a knowing nod of respect to some well-known gloomy Northerners - may have made old school indie heads shimmy at shows in Salford’s The White Hotel but also signalled the duo’s knack for offering listeners a Bandersnatch approach to hitchhiking their own personal Nightbus in whatever direction they choose to take. “Everyone can have their moment with our songs; the music is our response to who we are as young people, living in the city full of this energy right now,” they say. \u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eWhilst reverb hefty melodies and dread-filled loops embody isolation from writing at each of their home studio set-ups, magic happens in the ether across 90s trip-hop, indie sleaze and electronica; \u003cstrong\u003eJake\u003c\/strong\u003e’s production layers \u003cstrong\u003eOlive\u003c\/strong\u003e’s pop sentimentality with drums and samples whilst tales of a cast of faceless characters place Olive as puppet master; her severed self’s perspective manipulating their stringed limbs at arm’s length to see how their stories play out when scenes reflecting her own lie close to the bone. “It’s a bit fucked; like having this out of body experience with a made-up movie running through my head,” she says. “As I write I can see they’re all from a similar world, but they allow me to explore different feelings without giving away part of myself.” \u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eRecorded at \u003cstrong\u003eThe Nave\u003c\/strong\u003e in Leeds with producer-engineer \u003cstrong\u003eAlex Greaves\u003c\/strong\u003e (Heavy Lungs, Working Men’s Club), surprise and danger lies in every crevice. Brooding whispers turn to chants on 6-minute opus ‘\u003cem\u003eHost\u003c\/em\u003e.’ Improvised when performed live, its immersive shift in tempo leads to hefty dub courtesy of Jake’s pedals. Even then, you won’t know shit’s hit the fan until its mid-point reveal when ominous bass blasts a thunderous soundtrack as its protagonist defiantly walks away after committing the perfect crime. “It makes you wait, and more songs should have sirens,” Olive grins. \u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eLeaning deeper into alter-egos via the video game-psychological horror of a Silent Hill dystopia, the band’s Fight Club moment ‘\u003cem\u003eAngles Mortz\u003c\/em\u003e’ turns its literal translation of death angles on its head as it reflects upon kink and internalised shame reincarnated as pride. Elsewhere the ice cool ‘\u003cem\u003eLandslide\u003c\/em\u003e’ is a Requiem for a Dream about the addiction of being in a band; ‘\u003cem\u003eThe Void\u003c\/em\u003e’ explores co-dependency and estranged relationships; and carefully selected samples revive house track ‘\u003cem\u003eJust A Kid\u003c\/em\u003e’ from the band’s early incarnation. \u003cem\u003ePassenger\u003c\/em\u003e’s every direction is to face challenges head on. “That is what’s so great about horror; you can see through predictable patterns so when the unexpected occurs it's more realistic and uncomfortable... I want to own the dark stuff!” As for \u003cem\u003ePassenger\u003c\/em\u003e’s first single, the pulsating ‘\u003cem\u003eAscension\u003c\/em\u003e’ is a spiralling deep dive into death, suicide, and legacy around who or what we leave behind. A noughties club banger by way of NYC beats - ergonomically designed for those who like to stay out a little too often and too late - it throbs like a house party’s partition wall as the literal levelling up undergoes a neon transformation; blue glitching to pink, diffusing the white construct of the Nightbus Matrix. “It really does feel like the end of something and was purposely written that way,” they say, “the ascension is like a firework going off!” \u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eWith wheels in motion, Nightbus has become a movement surpassing sonic realms. Between shows from Porto to Brighton taking in The Great Escape, Rotterdam’s Left Of The Dial and Paris’ Supersonic; DJing; remixing; guesting (BDRMM’s Microtonic album); and even enlisting talented like-minds to craft a 3-part queer coming-of-age music video series which ties in with a new ‘hyperpop’ phase in the evolution of their popular Nightbus Soundsystem club night, heads are now being turned from sports brands to high-end fashion designers. “There are things we can’t reveal just yet,” tells Olive, “but we’re excited about the direction this beast we’ve created is heading.” As the album philosophises and asks one ultimate question; what does it truly mean to be ‘Passenger’? Nightbus may not claim to offer a definitive answer, but it might make you feel a bit better about those demons.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Melodic","offers":[{"title":"LP - Vinyl - Dinked Edition #364","offer_id":55806489330009,"sku":"SDZ-25853","price":32.99,"currency_code":"EUR","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0588\/3455\/0945\/files\/Nightbus_-_Passenger_-_2025.jpg?v=1753722307","url":"https:\/\/spindizzyrecords.com\/products\/nightbus-passenger-2","provider":"Spindizzy Dublin","version":"1.0","type":"link"}