If The Kills get you to support them on tour- you know you’re fucking good. You know you’re one of the best new bands around when this happens to you.

Hunters are just so obnoxiously loud. I don’t mean this in a bad way at all. I mean this in the most loving and praising way possible. If they weren’t loud and brutal- I wouldn’t write about them. There’s no point expressing a load of hate for something/someone. I’m not the one on stage every night singing my heart out- I’m in no position to judge. I love Hunters. In love. Total love for them.

Isabel’s voice reminds me of Patti Smith. See, if Patti went a hell of a lot more aggressive with her music- this is what it’d sound like. You know how much I love Patti. I love her as much as I love my mum- big love. If I was going to make a list of bands I want to see live before my heart stops- Hunters would be on my list. I’d love to be in the front centre, right in the midst of this sweaty, riot of a show. It’d be the best thing wouldn’t. Smashing and throwing your body about until you feel like you’re going to fall down. But you won’t fall, because the music will excite you much. You wouldn’t stop.

It’s really no surprise that Hunters are out of this world. They’re from Brooklyn. Foxy Brown to Friends (band) this city has, and is still producing some of the best music your raggy ears will ever hear.

My advice to you? Stick with Hunters. Who cares if they don’t become fucking huge and play stadiums on their own headline tour. Who cares. They have a REAL underground and Punk feel to their music. It is genuine and it oozes so much heart. The fury. The passion. The sheer brutality in that guitar makes me glad to be alive and that my hearing is my strongest sense.

Check them out! : http://huntersny.bandcamp.com/