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139. Fugazi – Cashout

This one’s going to brief, because I surprisingly don’t have that much to say. I know, what a fucking relief. But the song really speaks for itself. You either already know it and are pissed that it isn’t higher, or you don’t know it and probably won’t like it too much. But even if it’s not your everyday groove, give the noise starting at 2:00 a chance. There are layers of beauty under that distortion and pack of wolves yell-fest. The last 40 seconds of the song are the real $$ though, worth every second of the slow, churning buildup. That’s sculpted noise on an 80’s Sonic Youth level, and Ian and Guy let loose like they haven’t in at least a decade.

A total package mind-blow album, 2001’s The Argument really isn’t all that much like the rest of the band’s as of today sacred to anyone with more than 3 tattoos catalog, and I like that. It’s most likely the last music they’ll ever release as a band in this incarnation, and it’s fitting for a group that spent more than a decade flipping off the music industry and doing their own shit to end on a note that sounds, well, nothing like their own shit. Also, the song is about gentrification. Rocking, Rolling, gentrification. This is what happens when you form a band upon pillars other than sex and drugs.