Faerground Accidents describe themselves as a Psychotic Pop Psychedelic Punk Androgynous Rock n’ Roll band. I couldn’t possibly do a better job at summing them up than this, so I won’t. These labels neatly apply to the tracks contained in this heavy debut LP.
The album cracks open with a tribute to glam rock/post-punk synth pop foremothers in the form “We Hate The Same Things”. The tune certainly sets the tone of the album. The listener becomes fully aware of what is to come. If you’re going to love this band, you’ll know from this first track. It has the potential to worm into your frontal lobe and extend its organic probes to tickle one of two buttons, the “this is orgasmic” button or the “lets close the tab” button.
The pace is maintained via “Woeful Small Town”, and then taken to a swirly strange place for “My Former Baby” keeping the energetic and explosive phrasing going. “She Makes Me Want to Die” is the Cyndi Lauper meets Pulp tribute which extends the consciousness and message of this band. The message is something you’ll figure out for yourself. For me, reflections of cynicism. Doom and gloom with a self-reflective level of parody.
“Please Stay” takes the album away from the light and brings it into a dull lit room. A dramatic story-teller hunched by a fire bleating out the inner workings of their own personal mind diary. Feelings of dread are induced, but hope is not lost.
“Gaslighter” is an edgier, more gritter cut than the rest. Whilst preserving the general sound of the band, this track goes further still to explore the various emotional responses that can be triggered by music whilst evoking similar themes. “Gaslighter” feels rebellious but mirrors lyrical feelings expressed throughout other tracks on the album. The songs exist in symbiosis. The album plays out like an alcoholic stage-production. A paradox of coherence and incoherence.
The non-stop barrage of sonic power on “Claustrophobic” reflects the title, on the other hand “The Moralist” is the penultimate come-down.
Now, the highlight show-stopper. The track which makes this album worth it. If you try to collect a list of individual emotions aroused throughout this album, “Ether Girl” will touch up and resurface those feelings to be posted in an envelope; destination curtain drawn autumn evenings.
You could get away with not listening to this album, but I highly recommend you do.
A highly consistent and invigorating album which never compromises individuality or identity to tick any boxes. CO-MORBID drives in its own lane, the bumpy woodland beside the dual-carriageway.