Review: Why Bonnie – Voice Box

Austin’s Why Bonnie have put out an EP that sounds like it could’ve been recorded this year or in the early 1990’s when bands were still experimenting with different ways to produce loud yet atmospheric sound instead of just blasting guitars and yelling lyrics about being angry at their fathers. Why Bonnie’s Voice Box is lush, a bit smoky, and intriguing, and the influence of Austin’s psychedelic music scene is evident at the edges.

The opening guitars of “Bury Me” reflect that Austin sound as singer / guitarist Blair Howerton sings about wishing her ex could bury her (metaphorically, that is) and the past and move on from something that was never going to work out in the first place. My favorite line in the song is “I based too much of my happiness on the site of your face.” Not “sight of your face,” but rather “site of your face” according to the EP’s lyric sheet. Howerton realizes se wasn’t so much dependent on her lover’s looks, but rather on her lover just being there – as normal a sight as a lamp or the refrigerator.

The title track has Howerton singing a lovely song about controlling her rage (“I don’t wanna yell. Take my voice box out. I can’t control myself.”). The growling bass of “Athlete” begins the great swagger of the tune pushed along by the drum beat. Howerton admits she can’t keep up with her lover, who doesn’t even want her on their team.

The guitars of “Jet Plane” sound a bit like a music box as Howerton sings about wishing her lover would stay behind but also knowing she can’t hold them in place forever. The rhythm of “No Caves” is intoxicating, and its lyrics about Howerton thinking of a lost lover while she performs at a gig are revealing and witty.

Howerton is a skilled songwriter and singer, and her band pack a strong punch behind her. Voice Box is one of the more intriguing EP’s of 2020 so far.

Keep your mind open.

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Nik Havert

I've been a music fan since my parents gave me a record player for Christmas when I was still in grade school. The first record I remember owning was "Sesame Street Disco." I've been a professional writer since 2004, but writing long before that. My first published work was in a middle school literary magazine and was a story about a zoo in which the animals could talk.

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