Fugazi
Red Medicine

THE REVIEW

Nervousness, distorted accents, deafening whistles are the example of a hammer striking the strings of a guitar, with art rock, noise, and hardcore reminiscences.

From these introductions, one can infer the claustrophobic panic of "RED MEDICINE" by Fugazi, a product beyond any word and representation. Indeed, starting from "DO YOU LIKE ME", one perceives the desecrating guitar dichotomy of the aneuristic clashes between guitar and bass, an effervescent post-rock contaminated by noise discharges, hardcore violations, and suicidal tendencies.

With "BED FOR THE SCRAPING", we travel along tracks born from a certain grunge aftertaste and manic-depressive tendencies with an almost extraterrestrial singing. "LATEST DISGRACE" charges the record with punk energy, with guitar effusions indebted to the best Black and Moore, while "Birthday Pony" is a testament to modern post-rock, with noise akin to "Confusion is Sex", emotional tensions à la Husker Du, tonicity, and emotion. "FORENSIS SCENE" sweetens the album with great depressive passion, an extreme journey into the depths of catacomb-like and quarrelsome post-pop.

"COMBINATION LOCK" and "FELL DESTROYED" give a melodic expression to an album already loaded with diverse dreamlike realities, a direct navigation towards a strange abyss of sounds, reaching almost Dadaist levels. "BY YOU", "TARGET", and "BACK TO BASE" kiss claustrophobic sounds, close to the most erratic noise, an energy on the edge of shabby creative extroversion, a desecrated pentagram. "DOWNED CITY" and "LONG DISTANCE RUNNER" are sonic abysses between hardcore and modern art rock, a mental icon.