The Hunna - 100

From inexplicably hitting the mainstream off the back of one single late last year, Hertfordshire quartet The Hunna have grown substantially in a saga both mired and spurred by internet memes and social media frenzy. On their incessantly vexatious debut LP, there’s material to be enjoyed by the fans and the haters equally.

Bonfire is a powerful opener, getting straight to the point with guitars that channel furious teen intensity and a massive chorus, but the sheen quickly dwindles. We Could Be could have been plucked from the repertoire of a band long lost to landfill indie (where it may well end up again sooner or later), and drearily simple lyrics line the increasingly lifeless riffs that the bulk of this record consists of. There are glimmers of potential, like in the heartfelt Sycamore Tree, a piano-led number that hints at more classic rock influences and, although weak elsewhere, exemplifies Ryan Potter’s promising vocal. But, memes aside, the problem with 100 is its beyond arrogant duration. Stretching out for sixteen almost identical tracks that teem, ironically, with the exact same youthful thirst for freedom and identity, 100 is an uninspiring breakthrough from four lads clearly yet to find their voices.