A good grunge rock band that should’ve hit the big time like the other Seattlers. A collection of the band’s old unreleased/rare material with four new songs.
One minute it’s feedback and synthesizers, the next (by way of awkward transitions, most of the time) it’s Huntington Beach circa ’83, spiked mohawks and all.
Huntingtons recorded at Sonic Iguana with Mass Giorgini, there’s no “The” in front of their name, and all the band members last names are listed as Huntington.
This sophomore effort is creative, powerful, and a perfect match to Saloman’s distinctive voice, which soars, yet has enough power to shout out above the din.