The world is scary, unpredictable and wild. The unexpected is quickly becoming the norm, and it's almost impossible to be genuinely surprised anymore. But here we are, Black Honey have finally announced their debut album.
From the very start, they're a band who've had a vision. A world. A sound. It's shifted and grown, bared its fangs and shown its heart time and time again, but it's always felt like it was all heading in the same direction. Somehow ‘I Only Hurt The Ones I Love' is the most Black Honey, Black Honey have ever sounded. This is where the past few years, all those questions and all that patience, have been leading.
From the title, with oversized heart and brash pain wielded like a weapon, to that snarling dance that slinks throughout, ‘I Only Hurt The Ones I Love' takes every thread the band have laid and brings them together in a neon-drenched tapestry of elsewhere.
Laced with lessons learnt and the road untraveled, the opening track to Black Honey: The Self-Titled Album doesn't just see the band play their greatest hits. There are hints of what comes next. The future weaved into the known. Safety cut with recklessness. This world of theirs, The Bad Black Honey Club, isn't setting itself any boundaries. The band aren't holding back.
The recently released ‘Bad Friends', all futuristic grunge and fever storms, felt like a stranger at first but with this track bridging the gap, it all makes sense. Black Honey know exactly what they're doing. They probably always have. Ali Shutler