“I thought by the time I got to album four I would know what the fuck I was doing.” We’re three weeks out from the release of Black Honey’s fourth album, ‘Soak’, and it’s all starting to get a bit real for vocalist/guitarist Izzy Phillips.
You’re unlikely to find a songwriter quite as in touch with the present as Izzy, with every tiny detail on the album being a true reflection of where she is at that exact moment, on that exact day, in that exact studio. That explains why, on some days, she has a crisis of confidence – but it also shows her ability to take the world’s pulse, melt it down to its most basic trials and tribulations, and revivify it into a wonky, apocalyptic collection of tracks that ultimately became ‘Soak’.
"I thought by the time I got to album four I would know what the fuck I was doing"
The latest edition of the Black Honey film series, the record is a twelve-song foray into trauma, emotional torment, and global disconnect – all viewed through an Orwellian lens of state control and Big Tech domination. Whether it’s Izzy’s haunting layered vocal in ‘Insulin’, the dissonant harmonics on ‘Shallow’, or the slinky, syncopated spiral of ‘Carroll Avenue’, the band pushed every idea to its furthest ebb and, with it, forced themselves into territory they’d yet to explore.
