JAN WOOLF finds out where she came from and where she’s going amid Pete Townsend’s tribute to 1970s youth culture

Sunflower Bean
The Wardrobe, Leeds/Touring
“LET’S make some loud music!” hollers Julia Cumming, the first of many such exhortations from Sunflower Bean’s bassist and lead vocalist, whose volume-control button seems to have malfunctioned.
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The swaggering beast into which they’ve transformed reflects their passage into adulthood — their 2016 debut was released when they were still in their late teens — but also how to work the stage. Reviews of second album Twentytwo in Blue have regularly cited Rumours-era Fleetwood Mac but, with the exception of that yearning number, the reference point here is Peter Green’s harder 1970s rock iteration of the band.
A case in point is Human For, on which guitarist Nick Kivlen’s garage rock licks and instrumental break matches the venom in Cumming’s delivery when she spits out: “I don't need your protection.” It’s a sound within which their older material is also framed, with closing number I Was Home creating pounding drama with a false ending and an extended outro that verges on prog.
There are vestigial traces of their earlier self, such as the jangly guitars on the nostalgic I Was A Fool, but for the most part this is a convincing and exhilarating rebirth.

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