Londoner Harry Mold releases the video for his explosive debut single ‘Drain’, today. Centred around the feelings of frustration and almost claustrophobia of a repetitive and monotonous routine Mold was stuck in at a 9-5 call centre job, watch the resulting video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9L6AgFn8r1Y
Speaking about the video Mold says, “The video is my visual representation of being stuck, controlled and literally drained of all goodness in life (in whatever form it may be). Watch me lose myself to this disgustingly dull routine and see how it can slowly eat us all up in the end.”
Recorded at Urchin and Dean Street Studios and produced by Mold and Steph Marziano, ‘Drain’ is an incredibly powerful opener from this exciting new talent.
“Drain spouted directly from my feelings of frustration and almost claustrophobia of a repetitive and monotonous routine that I was stuck in. For me these feelings came from a typical 9-5 call centre job where I spent the majority of time dreaming of my actual passion. I think we’ve all been in those situations or some even are still in them at present minute, so I always saw Drain (musically and sensually) as a huge release.”
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 antithesis of the algorithm – a self-produced multi-instrumentalist 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.
“I have the confidence to go onstage in front of 90,000 people,” says Harry Mold, a 20-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 blowing smoke, but then you hear the music and see the live show and think, “Wait a second – Harry WHO?”