You can usually discount any band that could conceivably class Glasvegas as an influence straight away – one James Allan is more than enough for the world to cope with at any one given time. Bos Angeles don’t sound like they listen to the dull, faux-atmosphere of ‘Daddy’s Gone’, but sound like they’ve spent more time spinning better end of the Slumberland records discography. Coming from Boscombe (near Bournemouth, apparently), the shadow that Los Angeles casts runs through from their name into their sound, broad strokes of the surf-rock aethetic translated into naval gazing beauty. 4
[bandcamp] [stolen from basement fever]
