So Hunters aren't reinventing any of rock's wheels with this familiar sound. But it's a good sound. It's a sound that makes me want to mix it up in a bout of joyful fisticuffs. So why not let this sound get another solid go-around? I mean, what is this sound supposed to do after retiring ten years ago anyway? How long can this sound sit in Florida and bide its time before a lonely 4:30pm dinner? That's not punk rock, guys!
If you missed that old Brooklyn scene filled with all those wonderfully filthy and superbly scummy bands - here it comes again, I guess. Get on the train this time. If you want to. If not, that's fine too. It's only rock 'n roll, bros.
Now who wants to go get a chicken slice at Anna Maria's and then go explore abandoned piers in the East River?
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