Rosa Green, contributor
“Oh honeybear, honeybear, honeybear / Mascara, blood, ash, and cum / On the Rorschach sheets where we make love.” So starts the new album from Father John Misty, AKA J. Tillman, I Love You Honeybear. The lyrics unfold the more you listen, oscillating between profound depth and shallow chit-chat. Seething with tumultuous relationships, some overflow with unconditional love and some drip with narcissism and irritation.
The album involves many genres in its indie sound, yet tastes like a smoky lounge band. Tillman’s voice is not the richest, but he gives it his all and makes it emotionally-infused and interesting. Tillman writes, “My ambition…was to address the sensuality of fear, the terrifying force of love, the unutterable pleasures of true intimacy, and the destruction of emotional and intellectual prisons in my own voice. Blammo.”
I don’t know if he accomplishes all that, but I feel his ambition and it makes for an enjoyable album.
Rating: 9 out of 12 cans of PBR!