BEES MADE HONEY IN THE VEIN TREE — In Between Strides

BEES MADE HONEY IN THE VEIN TREETREE have always moved like a slow‑forming storm front — patient, enveloping, and quietly overwhelming. But on their fourth album, In Between Strides, they step beyond the psychedelic‑doom monolith they’ve spent a decade refining and wander into something far more melodic, spontaneous, and exploratory.

This is the sound of a band letting instinct lead, embracing uncertainty, and discovering new terrain in real time.

A Record Built on Motion, Instinct, and Environment

Created across unconventional recording spaces — rooms with character, corners with strange acoustics, places where the air itself becomes part of the performance — In Between Strides feels less like a studio album and more like a travelogue of sound. You hear movement. You hear space. You hear the band reacting to each other without overthinking.

Their psychedelic‑doom roots remain, but they’re now a launchpad, not a cage. The album drifts through:

  • Hazy shoegaze — blurred edges, soft-focus guitars, dreamlike drift
  • Atmospheric drone — meditative weight, long-form immersion
  • Acoustic textures — fragile warmth, organic contrast
  • Towering heaviness — tectonic crescendos, massive low-end

It’s expansive without losing intimacy — a rare balance.

Departure

The album opens like a slow inhale. “Departure” feels less like a song beginning and more like a threshold being crossed. Clean guitars shimmer in soft light, Rhodes piano flickers like distant lanterns, and the rhythm section moves with deliberate restraint. It’s the sound of stepping away from the familiar — a gentle lift‑off into uncertainty. Simon and Marc’s dual Rhodes textures create a drifting, weightless mood, setting the tone for the album’s fluid, exploratory nature.

Respite

“Respite” is the album’s first moment of stillness — a shoegaze‑leaning haze where the edges blur and the band leans into softness. The guitar work feels like fog rolling over hills, while the bass hums like a pulse beneath the mist. It’s a pause, but not a stop. A breath taken mid‑journey. A reminder that heaviness doesn’t always require volume; sometimes it’s carried in atmosphere.

Clutching at Straws

The emotional center of the record. “Clutching at Straws” blends drone, doom, and melody into something both desperate and transcendent. The band’s psychedelic‑doom roots surface here, but they’re softened by the album’s newfound spontaneity — riffs emerge like thoughts forming, dissolve, then return with tectonic weight. The drumming is especially expressive, shifting from meditative repetition to surging momentum. This is the track where the album’s themes of uncertainty and searching feel most pronounced.

Elisa

A moment of vulnerability and human warmth. Guest pianist Luis Deffner (JAMHED) adds a delicate, emotional clarity that expands the band’s palette. “Elisa” feels like a quiet confession — Rhodes and piano intertwine like two voices sharing a secret. The heaviness here is emotional, not sonic. It’s the album’s softest track, and arguably its most affecting: a fragile, glowing center inside a larger cosmic structure.

Return, Precipice

The closing piece is the album’s most dramatic and towering moment. “Return, Precipice” begins with a sense of reflection — the calm before a storm — before rising into massive, slow‑motion heaviness. This is BEES at full scale: guitars blooming into monolithic waves, bass rumbling like shifting earth, drums landing with ritualistic gravity. Yet even at its heaviest, the track feels open, not oppressive. It’s a return, but not a retreat — the precipice is a place of perspective, not danger. A perfect ending to an album defined by movement, curiosity, and organic growth.

Line-up

  • Simon Weinrich — guitar, vocals, Rhodes piano
  • Marc Dreher — drums, vocals, Rhodes piano
  • Lucas Dreher — guitar
  • Christopher Popowitsch — bass

Guest musician

  • Luis Deffner (JAMHED) — piano on Elisa

The Verdict

In Between Strides is BEES MADE HONEY IN THE VEIN TREE’s most expansive, fluid, and exploratory work to date — a record shaped by motion, intuition, and the willingness to let go of the map. It builds on the immersive power of previous releases while opening an entirely new chapter, one defined by curiosity, vulnerability, and organic growth.

THE HEADLESS — Another Cloth & Cast Into the Firmament

Origins: Cosmic Ambition in Rust Belt Reality

Flint isn’t exactly known for cosmic rock epics, but The Headless treat geography like a suggestion. Andy Lenox and Gary Behling build towering, atmospheric guitar layers that feel like they’re trying to terraform the Midwest. Phil Danne’s bass is the gravitational anchor, and Jay Gauthier’s drums hit with the force of a meteor strike.

They’re a space‑rock and alt‑metal band, sure — but that’s just the scaffolding. The real magic is the theatrical streak running through everything they do. Their songs feel like Jim Steinman writing a single for Alice in Chains, or a Boston × Baroness crossover that somehow makes perfect sense once you hear it.

The Sound: Grunge Bones, Cosmic Flesh, Theatrical Blood

The Headless pull from grunge’s emotional weight, early‑aughts alt‑metal’s muscular riffing, and the over‑the‑top drama of classic rock. The result is a sound that’s heavy, melodic, atmospheric, and unapologetically huge.

  • Space‑rock atmosphere — shimmering guitars, cosmic keys, and wide‑open sonic landscapes
  • Alt‑metal muscle — thick riffs, punchy rhythms, and choruses built like fortresses
  • Grunge grit — emotional weight, raw textures, and unvarnished honesty
  • Theatrical rock excess — big hooks, dramatic builds, and arrangements that feel like scenes

It’s music that wants to be felt, not just heard.

Single Spotlight: “Another Cloth”

“Another Cloth” is the band’s mission statement in miniature. It opens with a shimmering, celestial haze before the guitars crash in like a wave hitting a cliff. Andy’s vocals soar — not in a delicate, indie‑rock way, but in a “aiming for the cheap seats” way. The chorus is massive, triumphant, and uplifting.

It’s the kind of song that feels like a launch sequence, the moment a rocket shakes off gravity and decides it’s done with Earth.

Single Spotlight: “Cast Into the Firmament”

If “Another Cloth” is the ascent, “Cast Into the Firmament” is the moment the ship breaks atmosphere and sees the stars. It’s darker, heavier, and more theatrical. The riffs hit with early‑aughts alt‑metal weight, but the arrangement is pure cosmic opera — layered guitars, atmospheric keys, and drums that sound like they’re trying to punch through the stratosphere. The chorus is huge, like a space‑rock sermon delivered from a burning pulpit.

What Comes Next

Two singles in, The Headless already sound like a band too big for the room they’re playing in. They plan to keep releasing singles through fall and winter, building momentum toward a full album next year. If they maintain this trajectory, they’re poised to become one of those rare underground bands whose sound feels mythic — a cult favorite waiting to be discovered by the masses.

Andy Lenox — vocals, guitar, keys, production, visuals
Gary Behling — guitar, vocals, keys
Phil Danne — bass
Jay Gauthier — drums, photography, video

https://theheadless.bandcamp.com/