“Target,” the most straightforwardly rocking song on Fugazi’s album Red Medicine opens with Guy Picciotto coming to an epiphany: “It’s cold outside and my hands are dry / Skin is cracked and I realize / That I hate the sound of guitars / A thousand grudging young millionaires.” As he’s singing this, of course, there […]
“Target,” the most straightforwardly rocking song on Fugazi’s album Red Medicine opens with Guy Picciotto coming to an epiphany: “It’s cold outside and my hands are dry / Skin is cracked and I realize / That I hate the sound of guitars / A thousand grudging young millionaires.” As he’s singing this, of course, there […]
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