Bee Stings aim for the extraordinary, and achieve it through over-ambition and a refusal to put up with anything less than sublime, twisted perfection. If a track requires a brass quartet, a vintage 70s synthesiser or a veterinary surgeon then that’s what you will get. Formed in 2003, the colliding tastes of pristine pop, experimental dance and dirty rock formed a unique maximalist pop music, somewhere between Basement Jaxx and Blondie. Great songs are augmented but never obscured by sumptuous arrangements, bone-shaking beats and colourful production. Above this float the gorgeous vocals of femme-fatale firecracker Valkyrie who is able to coo like a dove or rage like a demon harlot as required, and is oft compared (favourably) to Gwen Stefani.

Valkyrie and BB met when the latter propositioned the former. She turned him down, but a musical relationship blossomed. They were joined by Billy, an 80s hair metal refugee, and recently by Attila, an intense Hungarian drummer who once summoned Jimi Hendrix by ouiija board to move his kitchen table. Bee Stings recently released their first single, ‘Pressure’ (Running Away), on November 13th 2006, available on iTunes, and are now heading into 2007 with the promise of more releases, astounding gigs, and remarkable music.



Bee Stings’ Quirky Fact Vault:
• BB spent much of the nineties wearing women’s clothes. His favourite shop was Miss
Selfridge. These days it’s a toss up between Harvey Nichols and TK Maxx.
• "Despite being one of the straight band members, Billy is the only one who has been gaybashed. Dressed outrageously onstage, he was pelted with fruit and viciously kicked in backstage while he lay in a sherry-induced coma."
• Valkyrie speculatively spent her youth leaping through the Suffolk grasslands like a spirited gazelle. However, as with many a young bumpkin before her, she soon became disaffected with rural pastimes (macramé, animal husbandry and slaughtering) and sought salvation in Smash Hits and a cherry red semi-acoustic guitar.
• Attila often goes into a trance during gigs, believing that he resides inside the cockpit of a spaceship, and not behind a drum-kit. The other band members aren’t that worried. Yet.

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