Blossoms
Blossoms make a romantic, earnest form of melodic rock, and their debut album is a collective raid on their formative influences, from ‘90s British indie (“My Favourite Room”) to ‘80s electro-pop (“Honey Sweet”). “Texia” is all yearning emotion over propulsive bass, while “Blow” is a doomed romance with a Doors-like sulk. Their range is clear in the jump from the featherlight sparkle of “Charlemagne” to the dark glam stomp of “At Most a Kiss,” showcasing a band in thrall to the expressive possibilities of pop.
Blossoms' self-titled first effort sounds less like a debut and more like a greatest-hits album from a veteran group.
While this Stockport outfit's self-titled debut does a commendable job of showing off the group's strengths, it also exposes Blossoms' soft underbelly.
Mysterious boys in a band who wear their hearts on their sleeves; meet Blossoms and their self-titled debut album. Blossoms have proven that its okay to
The Stockport quintet have already had a Twitter spat with Sleaford Mods, but their chugging melodies show sparks of individuality