{ the sweetest bee makes the thickest honey. }


Issue 18

This band is a rare musical entity, steeped in the conventions of songwriter tradition but subtly able to escape them. Heartrending boy-girl harmonies and lovelorn sincerity channel the ghostly authenticity of the Time Before Our Time, but the lyrics defuse confessional romantic cliches by bending them into abstraction: 'Love is real, and love I should, and love is hard and made of wood, and love is just a color in your eye.'