The Transits are a transcontinental alt-indie crew. Hailing split between Auckland and Durban, the trio’s latest single, “Middle of the Night,” is a brooding, synth-drenched monster that’ll make you see why these guys are carving their name into rock’s backbone. Following the punk snarl of Outsiders and the sun-bleached nostalgia of Ghosts of Summer, this track kinda jumps into darker, deeper waters, blending indie-rock muscle with cinematic desperation. Buckle up—it’s a ride that’ll leave you breathless and bruised in the best way.
Frontman Dom Antelme’s straight-up killing it on vocals. His voice is like a clenched fist slamming into a car dashboard, all pent-up anger and the gut-punch of love about to fall apart. And those basslines he’s laying down? Thick, brooding, and relentless – they’re the anchor in all this emotional chaos. Paired with his basslines—thick, moody, and relentless—he anchors the track’s emotional chaos. Meanwhile, across the ocean, drummer Tyrone Smith is beating out rhythms that’ll hypnotize you and get your heart racing at the same time. His fills crash like waves smashing against cliffs. But here’s the kicker – Ryan Lunn, their secret weapon from Durban, is the glue holding it all together. He’s layering shimmering guitars and vintage synths, with production that feels like you’re trapped in some fever dream. The lyrics gnaw at the terror of closeness turning cold, of lying inches from someone yet feeling lightyears adrift. “Did we climb the hurricane?”
Since their 2024 debut album catapulted them into South Africa’s Top 40 (with the gut-wrenching “When You Went Away” snagging a Top 10 slot and a Best Music Video win in NZ), The Transits have been sharpening their blades. “Middle of the Night” cements their rep icy sheen into something entirely their own. With Rolling Stone already nodding in approval and a 2025 single rollout looming, these guys aren’t just knocking on the door—they’re kicking it down.
The Transits don’t just make music—they build storms. “Middle of the Night” is lightning in a bottle, a track that’ll haunt your playlists and your psyche. Rock ‘n’ roll ain’t gone—it’s just been waiting for these three to plug in.