Yeah-eah HOP! Shades of Duane Eddy and those Shangri-Las abound in this, the latest and perhaps greatest epistle yet. Hop The Twig refreshes the parts that are sorely in need of refreshment. Seriously bursting with the rock and the roll in glorious monophonic abandon.
What I wouldn’t give to be able to scoot along and hear these kids do their live thing...
