HONEYKILL

Musicians like corners. Dark corners, full of mystery and inspiration. They seek corners in which to hone the scowl, to drink snakebite and roll cigarettes. Corners, you see, are a place to indulge one's moods, to ride the highs and lows, to endure, and find inspiration, from all of which ultimately emerges our mood inspiring art.
We didn't meet by accident in a bar. We each worked hard to find the right band.
And, as in most stories, just when defeat seemed most probable, we found each other, via the internet. This is, after all, the 21st century.
One from the north, three from the south. All travelled to the smoke. That's us.
We come from the four corners of our island home, to the urban sprawl of London.