Honeypot

Dirty Mother Fuzz

Although Honeypot’s cut-to-the-core sonic minimalism bears a passing resemblance to early-Nineties Olympia grrrl groups, the Austin trio’s riff-centric songs owe more to Joan Jett’s reconciliation of glam rock and punk. Honeypot certainly isn’t the first act to mine this formula, but vocalist Krit Livolsi breathes excitement into the proposition with a commanding brio somewhere between Suzi Quatro and Michelle Pfeiffer singing “Cool Rider” in Grease 2. Guitarist Claire Watkins and drummer Andrea Minze are all business in their respective roles, assiduously avoiding flash-and-wank in favor of fealty to the song at hand. From deconstructing Led Zeppelin’s “Misty Mountain Hop” on “Den of Sin” to paying homage to the rock of the Rising Sun on “Yellow Fever,” Honeypot maintains steady levels of dirty, sweet engagement throughout their 10-song run.

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This article appears in October 19 • 2007.

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Greg Beets was born in Lubbock on the day Richard Nixon was elected president. He has covered music for the Chronicle since 1992, writing about everyone from Roky Erickson to Yanni. Beets has also written for Billboard,Uncut, Blurt, Elmore, and Pop Culture Press. Before his digestive tract cried uncle, he co-published Hey! Hey! Buffet!, an award-winning fanzine about all-you-can-eat buffets.