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A pebbly beach. A cool, jacket-necessitating, Brighton afternoon. A small, intimate circle of photo-muso-arty aficionados. And a photo-guru or two. Enter the first Q&A/masterclass thingummyjiggumy with photo president elect, Charlotte “Vote for” Patmore, able vice president, Poppy Marriott, and Queen of all Queen Bees (Izzy Bee of Black Honey). This is laid back, make-it-up-as-you go-along gold. Spontaneous. Informal. Lounging at the feet of the mistresses...
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“Manchester, we have no words.” This tweet by the mesmeric Black Honey, following a sell-out show at the Deaf Institute in Manchester last night, says it all. Having seen them five times in the last five months, I am inclined to agree. I am fast losing the ability to put into words what a live Black Honey show is like. Ok let me try: type...
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Reviews / Wild Life
Help! Is anybody there? Mothership? Please help! My name is Jerry. I’m a greater flamingo and I have been birdnapped by some bandidos called Black Honey. My four captors are the hairiest beasts I’ve seen this side of the Rift Valley. They keep me locked in a case in the back of a van, unable to breathe. They’re forever moving round, to avoid capture, like...
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Firstly a brief, pre-ramble preface free from prejudice. I need to say this, but each time I have checked recently nothing has changed. I am still male through and through. These, therefore, are the views of a thoroughly male man who is not a woman and has no plans to become one. I do, however, have a deep-seated appreciation for women, and especially for...
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Black Honey: Sweet Dreams or a Beautiful Nightmare? It probably takes less than a minute to get hooked on Black Honey. They are pure class A, producing fully-fledged addicts, who crave the next chemical fix released by their powerful, dreamy, other worldly music. This addict started listening to them a couple of months ago because they are on the Festevol bill in Liverpool over the...
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