After a flurry of exceptional introductory releases comes Salt, the band’s meticulous full length debut, an album with enough jaw-dropping moments you might as well just leave your damn mouth open. Blending together fractured shards of garage punk, krautrock, post-hardcore, and experimental no-wave, Blessed’s sound is laser-beam focused and expanded further in every direction on their first attempt at album length exploration.
The Mall, The Country and The Dirt, The Dancing are transcendent, alive, breathing. The double EP swells in ambient solemnity and contracts in melodic elegance, as pieces of coherent pop brilliance are encased between swirling panoramic experiments, highlighting Amos’ acute sense of sequencing and pacing.
Since the inception of the band, the quartet has pushed and prodded from album to album, refining their style, focus, and jumping in new directions as inspiration takes them from one shift to another. If you ask the band, their upcoming fourth album, Do This Again Tomorrow, has found the sweet spot they’ve been looking for all along.
