HAMILTONES, THE: The Shape of Walter: 7”

Surf is apparently happening in Buffalo and it just makes me so bitter that I don’t live there right now. People in Buffalo can’t do anything without a little bit of self-deprecating humor and that’s all over this record, which has no vocals at all and just follows monsters all over the city. For instance, “Dracula Goes to the Gas Station…Alone…Again.” It makes me nostalgic for that city. Keep coming at me Buffalo, this shit is great. –Theresa W. (Self-released)