Valet
Nature
Kranky

Words by Dr Rob
Test Pressing, Review, Valet, Honey Owens, Miracles Club, Kranky, Dr Rob

From The Miracles Club to The Jesus & Mary Chain, and the Velvet Underground Shoegazing through Abelton, Honey Owens reprises the guitar-based Valet. It`s been seven years since the last LP, “Naked Acid” (which certainly had some fans. Mr. Leath at Emotional Response was prompted to commission a Black Deer remix), with the interval focused largely on the aforementioned Miracles` Hacienda-heyday-influenced Pop House, and pausing to become parents (yep, I know that feeling).

“Nature” is ethereal and delayed like the Cocteaus, loveless and wasted like My Bloody Valentine, yet more Rock than either of those references, since Honey`s axe gets to solo. Harmonies take partners in waltz-time, dance a Neil Young myth of the Wild West. Crazy horses. Cowgirls in the sand. Dave Roebuck`s picking and Mazzy Stars. `60s amphetamine and acid ambience like Jimi jamming with Sterling, Lou, John & Mo serves to prelude runs of Spirtualized`s trance-inducing pure phase, Fuxa`s prayer. Walking with Jesus, floating in space. The sonic equivalent of a sun-bleached strip of silver halide coated celluloid. White-out, with tambourine.

Test Pressing, Review, Valet, Honey Owens, Miracles Club, Kranky, Dr Rob
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