If you weren’t lucky enough to wake up in the arms of a lover after a drunken night out this weekend; Honey Creeper‘s debut EP is the uneasy, sleazy antidote to your hungover loneliness. The excellently named Collapse of an Easy Sunday will get you through the weirdest come downs with its endearing, unusual sounds.
George Mountain and Cole Quirke (potentially some of the best names we’ve come across this year, fingers crossed they’re not fake) create songs which epitomise the joy and disappointment that follow every heavy Saturday night. The EP’s eponymous opening track is a lo-fi blur of distorted vocals and jaded guitar that will get you out of your crusty bed sheets and on your feet in time for brief second song ‘Killer Gourmet Burgers’. The warped vocals lament the loss of an “ocean-eyed paragon” who made all the boys swoon, and they’ll have you shuffling along to the kitchen to put the kettle on as as third track ‘J’adore Hardcore’ kicks in.
Fourth track ‘Wargasm (Boner Track)’ will er, “touch” you in unexpected ways. It’s a breathy, trippy, six minute blend of chilled percussion and spaced out vocals that explore the simmering anger and confusion at “the thought of actual love” and personal inadequacy. It’ll have you staring into your reflection in your newly poured tea, poking your own sad, stoned face whilst contemplating the “sketchy future” of a world that “turns because of pointless people, pointless things”. But there’s always a reason to get high again, so all’s not lost.
The EP closes with an acoustic version of ‘Collapse of an Easy Sunday’ which is an endearing booked to this shameless, sultry, and ultimately sweet recording from the self-confessed “fartiest band in the universe”. Crawl back under your covers and listen to Honey Creeper whenever you can.