Well, at least music is going to get real good…

 
Following November’s election of a bullying, nationalist, anti-arts, anti-free press president who perpetually rejects objective truth, the above audiophilic sentiment was echoed in music venues and think pieces across the country; a faint silver lining extracted from the foreboding horizon. And Washington D.C., the nation’s capital and (second) home to the President, is being tapped as a possible ground zero for this musical — read: “punk” — reawakening.

For those of us living here on the front lines of political resistance, however, that juvenile perspective naively ignores the nuanced reality of living, and creating, in the 202.

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There’s always been a lot more going on in DC than angry white men finding their political voice through the cacophony of Dischordial catharsis. But now, with all eyes on the district, an even stronger expectation to fall back on our punk rock past is colliding with the underappreciated reality that, in 2017, the DC music scene is much more diverse and dexterous than Ian MacKaye and H.R. could ever imagine.

To break-up this moshpit of misconception, I chatted with DC rabble-rousing electro-punks Jason Mogavero and Heather Rudow of Jack on Fire and DC noise-punk provocateur Ben Schurr of Br’er.

To support these agitators, check out Jack on Fire on Bandcamp, and come see Br’er at Songbyrd on April 10th.

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Music we referenced that is not on Spotify:

 

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