When seeking Ian Hunter's DNA, look for the swagger, sneer, and sensuousness of classic rock. First go back to The Who and The Kinks: groups combining a very English lyrical sensibility with a skinny-hipped vibrancy and sense of rebellion. Then draw a glittering line from The Velvet Underground's heavy-lidded jangle and doomed romanticism to Bowie's fulsome acoustic strum and stack-heeled glam.