Their label wanted them to be baggy, guitarist Graham Coxon wanted them to sound like My Bloody Valentine, and there are five separate production credits, but any fears this would be an incoherent sprawl are swiftly allayed. Gorgeous melodies, lush harmonies and inventive guitar work are the order of the day.
The lyrics appear to have been cobbled together in five minutes, but Damon Albarn’s languid delivery more than makes up for this early inadequacy. Pop, psychedelia, noise, and a genuine masterpiece in Sing, a serene piano-led mantra that elevates you above the clouds, make this a winning debut.
26 August 1991.
She’s So High, There’s No Other Way, Sing.