Beehive

Beehive

BandPopAvant-garde

Experimental pop songs driven by warm, reverb soaked vocals on top of tumbling beats and fuzzy guitars. Keyboards, violins, and percussion fade in and out of the mix which make for a pleasant dreamy, and interesting listen.

Biography

After moving to New York in 2007, Zach Hinkle, a product of the Athens, Georgia music scene, found himself overwhelmed by the frenetic busyness of the ceaseless city. Inspired by his insistent need to insulate himself from its constant distractions, he became a one-man colony of musical production. Locked in the middle section of his one-bedroom railroad apartment, he re-named himself Beehive and recorded several releases including his latest Sun & Scream.

Recorded in several different sessions of extreme creative bursts, Sun and Scream was pieced together like paint-by-numbers work; finishing particular parts only opened Hinkle’s eyes and ears to a larger more fulfilling picture. The album, an electro-pop fuzz rock fusion, takes its drums and drive from the clamor of New York's subway and its melody and mournfulness from the buzz of Big City office life (Hinkle, while recording, worked full-time as an entertainment publicist).

Sun & Scream begins gently with “Pink Slip,” a 52-second keyboard driven track, showcasing electric guitars raining from left to right, vocals heavily soaked in reverb and distortion, moaning with teasing delivery. The track sets up the record for a slow approach into a musical world of tumbling beats, echoes and bed room noises (if you listen closely you might even hear the cracking of a beer or the shaking of a dog’s collar). Scream’s first single and third track “My Need To Stay,” smashes together roaring melodies with chaotic and syncopated beats and finds Hinkle’s vocals spitting off lines like, “Inside these broken eyelids are eyes that follow your mouth with every movement, a laugh and swallow.” The following song, “Wink” a story settled in new beginnings and summer travel, is a slower yet similarly hypnotic track with the protagonist confessing, “I was running out the door when you said your final word, my hands gripping onto bags, your hands gripping on your heart.” Throughout Sun & Scream Hinkle surges through genres pollinating each track with his loose and natural ability of delivery, composition, and lyrics. On “Mirror Mirror,” a successful disco track, heavy beats pound at the ears allowing the stark, repetitious lyrics, “Sometimes I feel like running and sometimes I feel quite stunning.” to wrap around the listeners’ head spreading visions of all night parties, young love, and neurosis. Closing the album is “Department Store Hangover,” a tight beat-driven song echoed with rotating guitar lines and distorted piano and colorful lyrics, all elements that highlight the immediacy of Hinkle’s recording style.

Previously known for his folk-pop solo work as Cherokee (Temporary Living 2007, It’s All Geographical 2008, Cherokee Covers 2009) Hinkle gave birth to Beehive's Sun & Scream in the dark winter days of 2008 and finished the album as the snow was thawing in the spring of '09. As Beehive, he also released the EP I’m Losing My Punk Rock Spirit (April 2008). When asked, Hinkle will admit that Sun & Scream, while a fall album, was born of an essentially winter feeling: “hence the sun—and hence the scream.” The album was recorded entirely in Apartment 2W, 10th St.& A and was mixed and mastered by Ryan Stansky on Pearl Street.

Lyrics

Pink Slip

Written By: Zach Hinkle

There’s always someone to teach you a thing or two, or two. And I don’t need you.

Midnight Kidnap Then a Night Cap

Written By: Zach Hinkle

Walking down this open stack of water.

Patiently waking at my microphone.

One wrong turn and you won’t get to know me.

Wait your line and you won’t get your turn.

Throw it away my water
Going down in the dirt
What your is that I’m honored
What your saying is that I’m hurt

Walking through this never-ending story.

Walk into this empty hotel room.
Count right down one, two, three, four, five, it’s over.

Falling into this moving microphone.

Blow it away my daughter
Blow it away my sister
Blow it away you’re using
Blow it away with your talking eye.

My Need To Stay

Written By: Zach Hinkle

Inside these broken eyelids are eyes that follow.
Your mouth with every movement, a laugh and swallow.
The only action that burns is my need to stay.
You are a needle and a thread that will create a patchwork of lace.

Vintage reminders dusted it’s been improved.
Slow walking men of the day, you are now new,
Compared to everything that’s my need to stay.
Dormant until the morning, let’s wake and prey another day.

Wink

Written By: Zach Hinkle

I was running out the door, when you said your final words.
My hands gripping onto bags, your hands gripping on your heart.

Just in the nick of time.

It was rush hour that day.
Sun was beating on my back.
And the sweat did stay until I left and paid the cab.

Just in the nick of time.

And I went to the hall hoping I could get away.
I took a yellow pill on the ground and stayed awake.

Just in the nick of time.

Concrete Garden

Written By: Zach Hinkle

So I’ll join you at the table and I’ll join you in the bed.
Take a walk down the sidewalk, it’s just clouds in your end.

I never meant to be dishonest.
I never meant to be a fool.

So I’m trying to tell you.
Yeah, I’m trying to be cruel.

Come on and fly into the garden.
What’s left? I’ll be fine.

It’s love,
It’s the hardest
It’s youngest,
It is loveliest.
It is something.

Breathing The Bad Smoke

Written By: Zach Hinkle

Less conversation, no one’s attention.
Breathing the bad smoke tonight.
Hand in my pocket better I stop it.
Focus the wrong into right.

Into right now.

Mirror Mirror

Written By: Zach Hinkle

Sometimes I feel like running
Sometimes I feel quite stunning

I don’t know if I try
Which way is wrong?
Which way is right.

Sometimes I feel like running
Sometimes I feel quite stunning

I don’t know if I try
Which way is wrong?
Which way is right.

I don’t know if it’s right.

Department Store Hangover

Written By: Zach Hinkle

A medicine man, oh captivate.
Sometimes you gotta try a little harder

I’m rock n roll, I’m not sedate.

Sometimes you gotta try a little longer.

Life

You’re bleeding now. White carpet floor.
Clean it up. You have to struggle.
You don’t know where you slept last night.
It’s ok cause neither do I.

Discography

I'm Losing My Punk Rock Spirit EP- 2008

Sun & Scream- LP 2009

Set List

Pink Slip
Midnight Kidnap Then A Night Cap
My Need To Stay
Wink
Black & White
One Way Ticket
Concrete Garden
What About My Heart
Breathing The Bad Smoke
Mirror Mirror
Department Store Hangover