Whenever I hear The Accidents I suddenly get very thirsty.
I want to drink myself into oblivion, ride with the top down and shout at the top of my lungs. The Accidents tend to have that effect on people. With their mix of raging punk and rockabilly they have busted out three albums (All Time High being the first and best one) and a string of seven inch singles, all chock full of the happiest music I can think of.
It's as if The Supersuckers and Reverend Horton Heat joined forces to hump, grind and sweat their way through the party music to end all party music. As if that wasn't enough, The Accidents are just about the meanest fuckers around. See for yourself:
Have you ever seen a shadier, more criminal looking group of people? I got ten bucks saying they're planning an armed robbery as we speak.
I thought nothing could give me a summery feeling in this dreary, endless winter, but within seconds The Accidents make me feel the warm sun on my face, the blue skies stretching as far as the eye can see and on the horizon I detect nothing but good times with good friends and even better booze. In twenty nine minutes The Accidents burn through twelve high octane tracks that make you curse the volume button for not going any louder.
I want to shave my beard into the world's mighties sideburns, pour half a gallon of pomade into my hair, hijack a Cadillac and punch a stranger in the face.
Do I even need to add that all of these four songs are very, very, very recommended?
(mp3) The Accidents - Too much to drink
(mp3) The Accidents - All time high
(mp3) The Accidents - Last sigh of summer
(mp3) The Accidents - Pan America (Hank Williams cover)
Buy it.
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