Regrettably, I wasn’t a cheerleader in high-school (although I did date a quarterback coke head whose football games I drank beer on the bleachers during regularly). I was too busy playing Varsity soccer and being administered yellow cards for slide tackling and shit talking the opposition, but had I been, I would have hiked up my skirt and stood on the sidelines aggressively cheering on the demolition of an automobile like the angry pom pom wielding teen who gets a nose bleed in Hunters new video for “Narcissist” off their self-titled album which just dropped yesterday (go buy it). This video is pure debauchery and chaos, but the kind you want to be smack in the middle of, egging on your fellow destroyers and swinging a pickaxe at any authority figure who tries to stop you or break it up. It’s a gritty and riotous visual narrative encompassing all of the things you didn’t say and the middle fingers you wanted to flip to everyone who ever held you down or misunderstood you or who told you that outfit was inappropriate: the cops, your math teacher, your rat of a neighbor Mrs. McGregor, your first dog Wiley who never wanted to cuddle, your drunk mom.
And speaking of breaking it up, it seems like the impossibly cool and real life smitten lovers Izzy Almeida and Derek Watson are always making out, and that nothing, not even shards of shattered glass flying through the air threatening to assault their faces or that jumpsuit-wearing bad guy/pimp with no good intentions or even the impending apocalypse, is going to tear the two of them apart. That’s the best thing about this video, amid the chaos of that day (True Romance reference intended), through all the potentially inbred, white trash, questionably legal weirdness, the two, she with her cotton candy coif and he with his bat out of hell spikes, remain un-phased, unscathed and lip-locked, together caught in the crossfire.
“Narcissist” is what happens when the youth come together like an explosive display of non-permitted fireworks and forcibly kick their way out of a methy small town; good old-fashioned havoc-wreaking fun culminating in at least one dead body. Watch the video below, and look out for our good friend and Cultist contributor, , she’ll be the babe with the heart-shaped glasses and a mean temper problem. Hi Rachel! (pictured above). For more from Hunters, follow them on r, read our [7 Questions in Heaven] from kind of a while ago, and definitely purchase their new album.
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