The Blue Nile were a musical phenomena. Four records in twenty years; thirty seven songs! Everyone haunting, melancholic and utterly majestic. Eight years after their last album, their singer Paul Buchanan releases his first solo project. The surprises on Mid Air are that it contains fourteen tracks; more than Blue Nile’s first seven years! Second that the songs weigh in at just over two and a half minutes; minimal sketches in Blue Nile terms. What is not surprising and still very much the same is the quality and elegiac beauty. With hardly more than a sparse piano tinkle and the odd dash of additional instrumentation Buchanan has hit that early hours of the morning sound; enough to make the whole room resonate with emotion and substance but no way enough noise to wake the neighbours. You do feel that you should be in a high up Glasgow apartment looking over the Mitchell Library like that photograph on the back of Deacon Blue’s Raintown album cover, trailing the lights of taxis and wondering about where they are going, who they are carrying and what goes on in their hearts and souls. Of course we are all much older than we were when we were untangling our worldviews to Walk Across The Rooftops, Raintown, Rattlesnakes and Swimmer and Mid Air is a mature work that deals with loss (I Remember You) domestic realities (Two Children) and the world weariness of 24 hour televised news (Newsroom). This is an album for gentle reflection on the big issues in the most minimalist of ways. As an artist with no Christian Creed to profess Buchanan still stretches life so far that he needs to name check Jesus and linger ever so briefly in spaces of spirit. That soft sturdy slow burn Buchanan voice gives us aching catharsis and joyous glimpses of grace in the same poignant and gorgeous melodious couplet. Sublime!