HURRICANE PARTY - GET THIS

Suddenly, I\'m standing looking at myself in the mirror. It\'s 1988. And though there are holes in my jeans, you cannot see my pasty white legs because of the black spandex underneath. Bandannas wrap around the tops of my fringe-covered boots, and there are somewhere between 20 to 40 jelly bracelets going up each arm. I\'ve got a cheap JC Penney guitar in hand that I splatter-painted to cover up the non-cool sunburst pattern that was once its face. I\'ve got one foot up on the clothes hamper and I\'m pretending to play a guitar solo along with some power ballad, even though I neither know how to tune this guitar, nor play anything other than an open-E chord.
These are the memories of someone who grew up during the heyday of hair metal, or, as I like to call it, \"butt-rock\". If Hurricane Party had been out while I was growing up (Were they even born by 1988?), I\'m sure I would have loved it. It\'s a nice mix of Cinderella-style Southern rock with Bon Jovi-style vocals. It\'s a recreation of a bygone era, and I really don\'t know how to feel about it. It doesn\'t seem to be tongue-in-cheek like The Darkness. Hurricane Party seem to be quite serious about what they\'re doing.
It\'s confusing. Has it really come to this? Is butt-rock seriously making a comeback, or did these guys just come through a time warp? I guess if you feel like reliving the days of spandex and hair spray, Hurricane Party\'s Get This is a way of making it new again.
Damn. It\'s too bad I got rid of those bolo ties.