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Go Get Accordion Crimes to Make Their Record →
Hey, remember that bunch of posts I did on intelligent thugs Accordion Crimes a while back? Jeez, I hope they’re cool with me calling them thugs, by the way, since this is the second time I’ve done it, and I’ve never even met them.
Anyway, if you do remember those posts, you know they fucking rule.* If you don’t, go check them out. Back? Great. So, you want more, and you can get more, and the way to get more is to pledge on their Kickstarter. They’re making a full-length, and if the stuff I’ve heard them do in the past is any indicator, it’s going to knock your block off. They’re doing all those neat fundraiser-type things for varying pledge-levels, so even if you’re a busted sack of crap like me, you can get something awesome outta them for not that much money.
And if you’re a bit more gifted monetarily, you can force them to cover a song of your choosing. Think about having that kind of power. Just imagine it. If I could, I’d have them cover some awesome/dumb shit like Billy Childish, the Minutemen, or “Roundabout,” but, at least for now, I’ll have to leave that for folks like you, who have a spare $250 to huck their way.* Now, how much to get them to come play New York?
So get over there and pledge, and reserve yourself some fancy colored vinyl in the process. And let me know when you do, so I’ll feel like I’ve done something with myself! See ya later.
*If you don’t like Accordion Crimes, I don’t even know why you’re here. Hit the bricks.
**Heads up, potential robbers of An Uncontrollable Urge: I have about that much, total, in my bank account right now. So, better luck next time. Hey, what do I have to hide? Oh, and by the way, if I can afford to drop some bills on this, so can you, you cheap piece of shit wonderful and reasoned individual.
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We Never Learn: The Gunk Undergut, 1988-2001
… Then there was the contest between the Reverend [Horton Heat] and Dwarves drummer Vadge Moore to see who could have sex with the most people. “Yeah, everyone had some money riding on who would win,” Eddie [Spaghetti] says. “I bet on Vadge. He took down this really disgusting fat girl on the very last night we were there and won the contest. The grand total winning number? Two. So the ladies weren’t exactly breaking down our door.
This excerpt comes from a section of the book We Never Learn: The Gunk Punk Undergut, 1988-2001, by New Bomb Turk Eric Davidson. That’s Eddie Spaghetti from The Supersuckers talking about an insane-sounding European tour consisting of the Reverend Horton Heat, the Supersuckers, and Dwarves. Just one of many moments from the book that had me laughing out loud like a fucking asshole (the book didn’t make me laugh like an asshole, there’s just nothing I can do about that).
Obviously, a book like this couldn’t be more down my alley, and I probably would have been happy with anything, as long as the thing mentioned Billy Childish and the Mummies somewhere in it. But this thing is great. More information than I ever would have thought existed about so many great bands in the trash-punk style I’ve grown to enjoy so much. It’s got all that awesome “crazy story” stuff you’d expect in a Please Kill Me-style oral history of a subgenre of punk-rock, like the above excerpt, and it’s handled by a guy who was involved in the scene and really loved much of what came out of it.
Couldn’t ask for more in a book like this, really. Go buy it. It’ll be another reason for you to pull out your old Milkshakes and Oblivians records, and you’ll probably get hip to some other group you had no idea rocked as hard as they did.
