Wolf Alice have never been a band content with complacency. Each time theyâve kickstarted a new chapter in the decade since the release of their debut album âMy Love Is Coolâ, itâs felt as if theyâre returning as an elevated version of themselves. The core of the four-piece is still the same, but bolstered by new ideas, fresh levels of confidence and bigger, bolder ambitions. Their Mercury Prize-winning second album âVisions Of A Lifeâ blanketed their sharp indie with shoegazey fuzz, while 2022âs âBlue Weekendâ added new cinematic layers and experimentation to their sound.
That now-expected musical glow-up is in full force again now as they prepare to return with their eagerly anticipated, Greg Kurstin-produced fourth album, âThe Clearingâ. âBloom Baby Bloomâ, the first taste of that record, is utterly electrifying â the kind of song thatâs so thrillingly larger-than-life in both sound and ambition that it gives you goosebumps. This is an outsized, attention-commanding statement of intent from a band not holding back.
Weâve heard Wolf Alice go full-pelt into rock bangers before, but âBloom Baby Bloomâ takes a different tack compared to the sludgy âVisions Of A Lifeâ or the brittle, breakneck punk of âPlay The Greatest Hitsâ. Here, they pull from the â70s palette of russet and harvest gold-hued sounds â warm and rich, even when Ellie Rowsell is giving us her raspiest yell over the top. Itâs splashy and full of little flourishes: Joff Oddieâs twiddling guitar solo, a brief drum splatter from Joel Amey, Theo Ellisâ bassline that pierces through the pre-chorus.
Rowsell, meanwhile, has never sounded more incredible, pushing her vocals to their most beautiful one moment, then contorting them and twisting them the next. Each syllable is packed with emotion and expression; nothing wasted, every utterance taking you deeper into the heart of the song. When she sings âFucking baby, baby manâ in the first verse, she sings âFuckâ as if through an enormous exasperated sigh before slipping straight back into a tremulous falsetto. Later, when she first tells us sheâs âso sick and tired of trying to play it hardâ, she expertly makes all-consuming frustration sound divine.
âBloom Baby Bloomâ is a fitting song for Wolf Alice to return with. It speaks to coming into your own, rising up through the chaos of life and emerging completely sure of yourself. âBut I bloom, baby bloom / Watch me and youâll see just what Iâm worth,â Rowsell declares, serenely self-assured. âYes, I bloom, baby bloom / Every flower needs to neighbour with the dirt.â After three albums of building and expanding their world, and experiencing the ups and downs of the music industry, it feels like the band are ready to stake their claim as one of their generationâs most important acts. Now, Wolf Alice are undoubtedly in full bloom.
Wolf Aliceâs âBloom Baby Bloomâ is out now. âThe Clearingâ is out on August 29 via Sony