Matthew Pinder - Golden Hour
Indie folk singer Matthew Pinder recently released the music video for “Golden Hour,” a song from his forthcoming album, Give Me Some Time, slated to drop in April.
Matthew Pinder
“Golden Hour” depicts the sublime hush just prior to the demise, the departure of something you love. Perhaps it’s the spiritual invocation of the Doctrine of Cosmic Equilibrium coming into play, where you receive a gift before something is taken away. Just before the sun sets and darkness falls, you’re given a glorious sunset. That’s the concept behind the golden hour.
Based in the Bahamas, the video for “Golden Hour” was shot on a small island, called Spanish Wells, population around 2,000. Pinder says, “I wrote the song sitting on a balcony looking out over the ocean. I’m thrilled that we got a video to feel tranquil like the sea on the night I wrote the song. I wanted to show the world where I come from. This video is special to me because it was filmed in a place that’s so engrained into my memories. I couldn’t think of a better place to shoot it.”
“Golden Hour” opens low and soft, flowing into a dream-pop-lite-flavored melody. Sonic pressure lingers wistfully, as Pinder’s gentle, evocative tenor infuses the lyrics with tantalizing wisps of recollection and warm reverence. There’s a devotional quality to the tune, charming and almost prayer-like.
Pale streaming colors, elegant tinges of ache, and an aura of easy intimacy pervade the song with a curious, gorgeous field of suppressed nuanced fragrances, akin to the finest of perfumes.
The flow of the harmonics glows with wafting, drifting energy, as if silence and time are coalescing in the moments of this song. Pale streaming colors, elegant tinges of ache, and an aura of easy intimacy pervade the song with a curious, gorgeous field of suppressed nuanced fragrances, akin to the finest of perfumes.
Exquisite lyrics foreshadow the unwanted arrival of loss.
“There were ashes on my lips / From the words I breathed / The same lips I kissed you with / It was hard to see, from all the smoke / Started reaching out / Reaching when you spoke / But in the golden hour / It’s you I find / I don’t want to go inside / I don’t want to go inside / But if you’re going to stay / I’ll be here all night / ‘Cause you’re in every song I hear / And every song I write.”
“Golden Hour” is a beautiful song focused along a single axis – loss of love and the strange silence that precedes it. Matthew Pinder puts it eloquently.
