SOTD #701 – Zoe Zac

Sometimes these songs should just introduce themselves. This one would say, “Hi, I’m a dreamer. Do you ever think about your own death?”

The line “won’t you be my honeybee” might strike you as the punchline in an insect-themed Valentine’s day card – but not in Zoe Zac’s hands. No, in this gorgeous vignette of churning riffs and warbly synths, that’s a wish to reincarnate a deceased boyfriend. It’s so fantastically Mercury Rev-ish, the way she stumbles into space and everything around her swirls upward, ever upward. But the best part about “Honeybee” is her wonky delivery, the twang in “angels” and the dip on “please”.

Mind, when Zac straightens herself later on the twinkling, kinda Curve-like “Little Birds”, she still sounds great – no, scratch that, she still sounds divine.

There’s always tragedy hidden in this Honeybee EP – the somber fumes that engulf the city, the grief as she calls out her boyfriend’s name, the pain pills in her palm and the line “save me from all my tomorrows”. But Zoe Zac doesn’t wallow in sorrow – she buzzes through it, as if winding her way through a dense forest of flowers.

This sucker is out now on Metal Postcard – consume it here.

by Lee Adcock

Lee Adcock is a strange creature, female in form, that hails from the gentrified wilderness of Madison, Georgia. Writing has been her one most outstanding talent since she was a tiny tot, so that's what she does. Lee's currently stranded in the ATL and writes for Creative Loafing, Drowned in Sound, and this here space, and DJs for Dandelion Radio. The only aspect of Athens she misses is the record store she could walk to where she used to hang for hours.

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