Yes, it really exists, the latest Neue Deutsche Welle. No trend label, no joke, no sales strategy. Quite the opposite. Steintor Herrenchor are one of the few bands in the country so far that breathe new life into the reverberating nostalgia sound of '85 in a completely unbiased way. The hitherto anonymous trio from Hanover succeeds in doing so without any hullabaloo about their persons, the wedding arrangement of new wave, post-punk and Casio pop in DIY mode so flawlessly, so urgently, that any wistfulness about that time either fades away or returns with even greater force. "I don't want to fall in love, 'cause I don't want to lose myself," it resounds in the wonderfully minimalist "Postcards"-more eyeshadow romance doesn't get any better than this. Hopelessly infatuated with someone who doesn't even take notice of you? Just lost the maybe not better half after all? Brooding attacks about everything that went wrong? Steintor Herrenchor give away the definitive soundtrack for one thunderstorm in the head and for the other on gray summer days. From the reflection on yesterday to the dilemma in today, this wave is far from ready to break.