Tomorrows Letters – Shadow Aspect

Analogue warmth meets the dark side of the soul

Right from the very first listen, the warm, ana­logue synth sound on ‘Shadow Aspect’ by Tomorrows Letters imme­di­ately appealed to me. The Belarusian artist delib­er­ately eschews digit­al ster­il­ity and, using vin­tage hard­ware, real drums and a hand-played bass, cre­ates an organ­ic depth that is rarely found these days. Carried by a mel­an­chol­ic found­a­tion in a meas­ured mid-tempo, a clas­sic 80s synth pop sound unfolds, to which breathy vocal parts lend a fit­tingly sombre dark wave touch.

Theme-wise, the song delves into the deep­er lay­ers of the Jungian psyche. In the lyr­ics, a stranger wanders through his own skin like a ghost in a mir­ror image, until the meta­phor of the shad­ow self becomes tan­gible. An atmo­spher­ic, hand­craf­ted state­ment that com­pletely draws me in.

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Lyrics of "Tomorrows Letters – Shadow Aspect"

Hear the stranger at the door
He is walk­ing past my heart
He is slip­ping through my skin
Like water on the sand
Like a ghost in my reflection
He is my dark projection
He is the mir­ror in me
And he will always be

My shad­ow aspect
My shad­ow self
The stranger at my door
Unconscious reflex
Deep in the well
Of all of my shad­ow selves

I hear the stranger at the door
He is mov­ing up my spine
He is rest­ing on my shoulder
Like a dark blue dove

My shad­ow aspect
My shad­ow self
The stranger at my door
Unconscious reflex
Deep in the well
Of all of my shad­ow selves

I hear the stranger at the door
He is knock­ing with his fist
Like thun­der­ing on my bones
Like someone I wouldn't want to be

My shad­ow aspect
My shad­ow self
The stranger at my door
Unconscious reflex
Deep in the well
Of all of my shad­ow selves