"I hvae the confidence to go onstage in front of 90,000 people," says Harry Mold, a 21-year-old Londoner with a batch of gritty-graceful songs. "I'd do it tomorrow. I love the effect I have on people when I'm onstage, the adrenaline is insane, being vulnerable in front of all those people ..." Coming from a freckly ginger lad with braces on his teeth, you wonder if he's nblowing smoke, but then you hear the music and see the live show and think, "Wait a second - Harry WHO?"
Mold, who was born in Basildon to an "old-school West Ham father and an Essex-born mother", but grew up in Benidorm and London, has arrived at a pivotal moment in music culture.
Mold is the antihesis of the algorithim - a self-produced multi-insutrumentalist who funnels the experiences of an early-twenties youngster in 2019 into infectious rock anthems. As a songwriter, he dives into generational unrest, where every emotion is hashtagged with profound colloquialisms, which then explode in massive choruses. As a live performer, he ratchets up that anxiety, and when the choruses hit, the payload is euphoric... His nickname is H-Bomb for a reason.
Why does he think people connect with him? "Lyrically I try to be very honest and communicative. I've always done conversational dialogues in my songs."
