Some mornings I wake with the wish that today I am going to hear about Fugazi coming off hiatus, recording and hitting the road. This morning was one of those mornings. Fugazi is damn near the tightest, sharpest band I’ve seen live. I saw them more than a few times in the 1990’s, Fugazi coming through town was always a highlight of the year. I missed the show (Turnover below) at the 1991 anti-war demo in DC in a sad replay of the Newtown Neurotics song “Does Anyone Know Where The March Is?”
I have a friend or two that believe Fugazi is the greatest American rock band in the last twenty years. It can be a hard position to argue with. The parts of Fugazi that I felt so strongly when they first started playing- alienation, anger, conflict and solidarity, individualness and community (all of this is in the push and pull of their sound)- are as raw now as then. Fugazi, if anything, can be a band about conflict; contradictions and the integrity necessary to navigate them.
That sound. So I had Fugazi’s Red Medicine with my morning coffee and read news of the meltdown in financial institutes, election nonsense and of the slave-holders rebellion in Bolivia. It’s been 6 years since Fugazi played live; here are Waiting Room, Glueman and Turnover as several of reasons why I wish they would again.
Wake up! Have a cup of coffee, sit back; Fugazi my friends…