The Tight Bros from way back when - Runnin' thru my bones

Since I feel like continuing the theme of dumb, fun rock n roll, here's one for you. The late, lamented Tight Bros were some guys from Olympia, WA who got excited about playing exciting music, so play it they did. They put out a couple of really good albums too, before they stopped being excited about it and stopped. So what does this sound like? Awesomeness, that's what. Because they played simple rock music, they were inevitably compared to AC/DC, which was pretty inaccurate. They sounded like the drunk teenagers down the block that would play in the garage and that you were scared of when you were 12, except that they knew how to play, how to rock, when to shout "HOO!", and how to strut around shaking a tambourine and actually look cool doing it. They also knew how to pull off wearing a pilgrim hat, how to get people stoked, and most importantly, how to write a perfect, unpretentious, noisy, fun rock song that makes you want to jump around like an idiot, make rock poses on the furniture, and then go flush cherry bombs down a toilet. This album is full of just those kind of songs. IT IS EXCITING. If you can listen to "Hayseed rock" without turning into Ted Logan and playing some air guitar with a stupid look of excited bliss on your face, you are officially a human beer fart.

UPDATE: Listen to 'em here.