“Every human being, even the youngest, is already old – that is, so close to death that he or she does not, in any case, have time to efface the accidental quality of the accidents of which his or her life is composed… We human beings are always more our accidents than our choice.” – Odo Marquard “In Defense Of The Accidental”
I lifted the above quote directly from the band The Hunting Accident‘s webpage. But alas, do not mark me thief just yet, because what I do I do for good reason dear one. In the main,, the quote describes us all, but for the band to select and present it as a sort of opening statement speaks volumes to a certain philosophy or acceptance of our inability to fully control anything, let alone our own haphazard destinies. Yet, perhaps they’re just being clever. Whichever line of reasoning you select to adhere to is quite fine and dandy with moi. Yet, the quote holds true! For here we are, through no fault of our own: you, I, and The Hunting Accident have collided accidentally and wondrously to boot. And this utterly delightful intersection has bought us the bounty of their music. The band’s Trees And Parks 10″ is scheduled to drop July 17th via The New Black label. The songs are laden with punkish ferociousness tempered with rollicking keys and bursts of roguish guitar. After the jump listen to the songs “Aubergine” and “Parks And Trees” you’ll get the feel of barely contained angst and rebellion. The music gets up in your face with its swollen eyes, rent flesh and badge of honor bruises. But these songs are also the stories of us all, the good, the bad and the right of passage ugly ones. Peace.