Album review: Blossoms - Blossoms

4/5
Album review: Blossoms - Blossoms

Blossoms’ singer Tom Ogden was a young man in a hurry when I spoke to him at the start of the year. “Rock music goes in cycles and I think people are ready for a band they can believe in,” he told me, in a tone that made it clear he considered Blossoms just such a group.

Granted, this wasn’t quite Liam Gallagher laughing in Michael Hutchence’s face at the Brits or the Stone Roses proclaiming themselves the best band in the world — nonetheless, his confidence and ambition felt of a piece with that of great British rock ensembles of the past quarter century. Blossoms weren’t in it for critical love or cult fandom — finding a mainstream audience was their raison d’etre.

Seven months on, the Stockport quartet make good on that early swagger with a debut that is by turns wide-eyed and cocksure. Rollicking groover ‘Charlemagne’ flirts with ridiculousness even as it wins you over through sheer chutzpah; Texia is shot through with the arrogant wit of prime Noel Gallagher.

Blossoms, which was produced by James Skelly of the Liverpool band The Coral, is in places low on originality (Ogden’s perfect song is a Vulcan mindmeld of Oasis’ ‘Shakermaker’ and the Roses’ ‘Sally Cinnamon’).

But with a UK number one already under their belts (it went straight in at the top spot yesterday, ahead of new albums from rapper Giggs and established indie act Wild Beasts), how encouraging to see a bunch of scrappy, guitar-wielding outsiders seize the day.

It’s been too long since anyone under 30 had a band to believe in and, if Blossoms are far from the finished product, there’s enough happening here to suggest they have the potential to be something special.

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