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Fugazi

Repeater

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PLAY QUEUE 1 Turnover		save
PLAY QUEUE 2 Repeater		save
PLAY QUEUE 3 Brendan 1		save
PLAY QUEUE 4 Merchandise		save
PLAY QUEUE 5 Blueprint		save
PLAY QUEUE 6 Sieve-Fisted Find		save
PLAY QUEUE 7 Greed		save
PLAY QUEUE 8 Two Beats Off		save
PLAY QUEUE 9 Styrofoam		save
PLAY QUEUE 10 Reprovisional		save
PLAY QUEUE 11 Shut The Door		save
PLAY QUEUE 12 Song 1		save
PLAY QUEUE 13 Joe 1		save
PLAY QUEUE 14 Break-In		save

MOG Editorial Review

On their full-length debut, Fugazi didn’t disappoint when it came to slamming capitalism and getting their political views across while packing a shot of adrenaline. Title track “Repeater” is, after all, a reference to the repeated killings surrounding the violent D.C. crack wars, and the entire album is peppered with passionate fist-waving notions we’ve come to expect from the outspoken Ian MacKaye. “Merchandise” finds him singing, “We owe you nothing / You have no control / You are not what you own,” and when Guy Picciotto takes the mic he’s offering up criticism: “Here comes another problem / all wrapped up in solution” (“Sieve-Fisted Find”). Lyrics aside, Picciotto and MacKaye’s shredding guitars layer into each other with satisfying rhythms for those looking to rock out as Picciotto’s angular, punctuated notes enhance the chunkier riffs MacKaye works so well with. This was just the beginning of the dynamic sound experimenting they would introduce on later albums such as Red Medicine, and the birth of hardcore's greatest second act.
AMG Review of Repeater

Andy Kellman
All Music Guide

With its righteous disdain for capitalism and the almighty dollar, Repeater sounds like an angrier American update of Gang of Four's Solid Gold, which had been made ten years earlier. Lines/slogans like "When I need something/I reach out and grab it," "You are not what you own," "I was caught with my hand in the till," and "Everything is greed" bear this out. Though not lacking any sense of conviction, Repeater honestly gets a little stifling. It's not too difficult to see why the band was allegedly lacking a sense of humor at this stage. They could have been yelling about filing their taxes; the yelling begins to fade into a din after a while. The title makes sense, if only by mistake. But -- and that's a big but -- Repeater nearly matches the Fugazi and Margin Walker EPs with its musical invention and skill, spewing out another group of completely invigorating songs, which makes the subject matter and finger-pointing a little easier to swallow. Few rhythm sections of the time had the great interplay of Joe Lally and Brendan Canty. Likewise, the guitar playing and interaction of Ian MacKaye and Guy Picciotto almost always get overlooked, thanks to all the other subjects brought up when the band is talked about. A guitar magazine even rated Repeater as one of the best guitar records of the '90s, and rightfully so. Anemic revs spiked by pig squeals (or is it a screeching train?) highlight the title track, one of the band's finest moments. (Don't miss MacKaye's vicious double-tracked vocals, either.) As always, MacKaye and Picciotto's noise-terrorism-as-guitar-joust avoids flashiness, used as much as rhythm as punctuation device. Sharp, angular, jagged, and precise. Other gnarling highlights include the preachy "Styrofoam," the late-breaking "Sieve-Fisted Find," and the somewhat ironic "Merchandise," which skewers Mr. Business Owner by asking, "What could a businessman ever want more/Than to have us sucking in his store?" Plenty of fans had to suck in someone's store to get this record, after all. [The CD version of Repeater added the 3 Songs 7" as a bonus, titled as Repeater + 3 Songs.]