eMusic Review
Critics adored Fugazi's 2001 album The Argument, but for me, 1998's End Hits was the cruelly slept-on masterpiece, an ode to the emotional entropy inherent in long-term punkhood. The pro-immigration "Place Position" insists on porous borders; "Five Corporations" assaults gentrification's creepy-crawl; "Forman's Dog" addresses the exploitation inherent in disaster-and-crime-porn. The destabilized revolution stays underground and away from prying eyes in "No Surprise." ("No CIA/ No NSA/ Can map our veins," whispers Guy Picciotto.) "With glue and string we try to stay together/ Despite the pain" murmurs MacKaye in "Pink Frosty," a quietly rumbling song as moving as any he's made and proof positive that a sustained, articulate punk rock can exist after the first couple of grey hairs.