Johnny Hunter. It’s a name that seems like it’s been around for a while. Perhaps a lone enigma, scraped off the floor of Australian pub rock’s hazy past? Someone your parents used to see in the 80s, supporting The Birthday Party at venues where apartment blocks now stand. But Johnny Hunter is a product of the present. The performative identity of five Sydney friends, the band emerges as a reactive response to a time where closing and empty venues signify a city in the midst of a creative cultural crisis.
