Clem Snide is often seen -- justly or not -- as a vehicle for the songs and singular voice of Eef Barzelay. Bitter Honey finds him out on his own for the first time, and it truly is a solo album -- as it features just his voice, an acoustic guitar, and the usual balancing act of quirkiness and heartbreak. Lyrically, there are a couple of tunes that tip the scales a bit too much on the quirky side, like the opening Ballad of Bitter Honey, which casts the singer as a female hip-hop groupie and contains the timeless rhyme "That was my ass you saw bouncing next to Ludacris/It was only on-screen for a second but it's kinda hard to miss." That's really a tough way to start an album, but Barzelay recovers with some typically fine songs -- the desolate Words That Escape Me, the tears-in-my-beer ballad I Wasn't Really Drunk, the spare and yearning Escape Artist Blues -- that are as moving and arresting as his best work. His cover of Joy to the World is nice, too. The musicians who back Barzelay in Clem Snide are an underrated strength of the group, and about halfway through this record you start to miss their usual subtle and rich backing. It would have been nice to hear what they would have done with Ballad of Bitter Honey or the vaudeville-styled Let Us Be Naked. That is a minor qualm, though, and the album is so short in length that it never wears out its welcome. It doesn't rate with the best of Clem Snide, but Bitter Honey is a pleasant diversion and a nice way to fill the space between the group's releases. ~ Tim Sendra, Rovi

1		Ballad of Bitter Honey
2		Thanksgiving Waves
3		N. M. A
4		Well
5		Words That Escape Me
6		Little Red Dot
7		Let Us Be Naked
8		I Wasn't Really Drunk
9		Escape Artist Blues
10		Joy to the World