Bleak stares and smashed up guitars pleasantly shocked onlookers, as the locals tore into The Green Door Store.

The four-piece remain an elusive outfit, with very little information about them available. A lot of positive interest from several EP releases in the past year has got people talking, and the bustling venue was keen to find out more.

Amongst the sea of bobbing heads, I could just about make out the four ominous silhouettes on stage. It’s difficult to place Black Honey into a certain genre, with dark, garage rock, flowing into big, psychedelic-tinged instrumentals.

Adrenaline filled the room, as the set was opened. Haunting drum patterns provided the building blocks for huge, raw, distorted guitars. Immense, unpredictable solos fought with bratty vocals to create an eerily atmospheric feel.

The band posses an infectious stage presence, and did not hold back, rocking out during heavy instrumentals. The nameless front-woman resorted to using her guitar to pound the microphone, before hammering it into the stage to bring the vintage mayhem to a close.

Black Honey certainly left their mark, keen to let their music do the talking and proving their virtual cautiousness is no cause for concern.

Four stars