"...I popped the disc in the bar's changer and cranked it up. The opening strains of Aquamarine started to fill the room. Guitars started to intertwine lustily around each other, the spare drumhits sounded like bossanova, and Hunter's crystal voice filled everyone's cup to overflowing ..the room was Hunter's."
Matt Cibula, Ink 19

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Cover illustration by Michael Wertz. Artist's prints available at wertzateria.com.