The bedroom is where our pop dreams began. Backlit by a bedside lamp, we honed our dance routines and made our pact with S Club 7: we won’t stop moving. We can’t. For most of us, the bedroom is also where those dreams died. Probably for the best.
That wasn’t the case for Oscar, a mononymous 25-year-old from Harlesden, north-west London, who has just released his debut album. While still at art school, Oscar began writing and recording music inspired by lo-fi dream-pop artists such as the Radio Dept, using GarageBand and “a cracked version of Logic Express”. The 10 patchworked tracks he uploaded to SoundCloud got him signed by indie label Wichita, but Oscar always intended to make pop. “I’ve tried writing darker, more serious songs but they don’t go anywhere,” he says. “Everything revolves around the chorus for me.”