ISSUE #6 - 1990

Fugazi -- Repeater, Dischord
   Do-right punk rock, painless slogans with a smile, yeah fuck me. Without jackboot insistancy, social demands simply become a gutless whine, a long low simper that makes you want to grind the record under heel. These boys say "please" and "thank you" when singing about getting fucked in the ass by the government, taking the hot poker of fascism as if it were a buttery dong. It's all very pleasant, maybe if we get lucky they'll fall off the planet.
   -JCM


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