If previous single Lighthouse established Blaylock as a new form of pop-pianist, one that sits neatly between the high art of the serious end of the genre and the kitsch of the throwaway stadium anthem types, The Catch of the Pride, firmly cements that position. An honest, heartfelt ballad, emotions worn openly on the sleeve, a tale of love and loss and set to an elegant minimalist piano, it is the combination of the underlying classical beauty of the music and the street edged vocal deliveries which sets up a wonderful balancing act at the heart of the song.
Blaylock’s charm lies in this rough diamond pop that he does so effortlessly, the blend of the subject matter of that timeless struggle between embracing love and realising your bigger dreams and music which bristles with neo-classical majesty. But the man delivering it plus the videos rain dashed cityscape coming across as just another lad in the street struggling with the emotional complexities of love, life, loss and relationships. Beauty is where you find it and sometimes that beauty can be found in a city underpass or on a deserted railway platform.