Wednesday, November 13, 2019

By The Time I Possibly Get To Arizona


     It was recently announced that Rage Against The Machine will be reforming to play a handful of shows in March and April of 2020.  This news was met with what seemed to be an equal amount of “Holy Shit!!!” and “Who gives a shit.”
     The largest amount of backlash is coming from the arbitrary puritans that can't get over the fact that Rage will be playing Coachella.  I had the same feeling when I first heard that they were going to be playing at this soulless suck fest at a polo ground that has become more about celebrity and fashion instead of the music.  Not to mention the greedhead political leanings of those who operate Golden Voice Productions, the organizers of Coachella.
     Then it dawned on me.  All of the dehydrated, beautiful, young people that will be blitzed out of their gourds on MDMA at this festival will also have a cellphone in their pockets.  They will surely be taking shaky videos of Rage's set and beaming them out all over the internet to their social media followers.  Thus giving the band a worldwide audience to jam their message down the throat of the masses.
     This is why The Clash were always on CBS/Epic Records and opened for bands like The Who. They had a message and took it directly to the largest possible amount of people instead of only preaching to the choir.  Rage Against The Machine clearly has an agenda on this tour since they are playing mostly southwestern border towns that have been under siege by ICE and Border Patrol.
     I know Rage Against The Machine gets a bad rap for ushering in the awful trend of rap-metal bands that sprang up in the mid to late 90s but that's not really their fault.  That was the fault of the record companies trying to cash in on what they thought was the musical trend set to follow Grunge. Don't blame Rage, blame Capitalism and corporate synergy for bringing the likes of Kid Rock and Fred Durst into our lives.
     Rage Against The Machine started my political awareness as a youth.  Every time I listened to those records and poured over the liner notes I was slowly shaken out of my apathy.  That band helped to open my eyes to the fact that we are all surrounded by old guard pigfuckers that don't want society and culture to move past 1950, especially if it will inconvenience them out of a few cents.
     That band served as a gateway drug to knowledge to help fill in the many blanks to the whitewashed history that I learned in school.  Their second album, Evil Empire, had a photo of various books spread out on a table that I had made a list of and went hunting in local used book stores to try track down as many as I could.  Not only was I learning about Leonard Peltier and Mumia Abu-Jamal in the band's lyrics, I was now reading essays from the Black Panthers and The Autobiography Of Malcolm X in an effort to chuck off the low-level generational racism that I was raised with.
     I had missed out on seeing the band live the first time around.  I did have a ticket in hand for their joint tour with the Beastie Boys that was cancelled because one of the Beastie Boys was in an accident while riding a bike through New York City but that was the closest I ever got.
     Much like Aus-Rotten, Rage Against The Machine had been screaming a warning at the top of their lungs almost twenty years ago when they called it quits and society hasn't learned a fucking thing in that time.  Hopefully things will be different this time around when the band takes a stage to grab us by the collective shoulders and shakes us while slapping us across the face in an attempt to wake us up.  If not, there's at least the very real potential for post show rioting and turned over police cars that have been set on fire.
     Over the years, their records have gathered dust on my shelf as I have not necessarily outgrown them but more of having used them as a foundation and built too far above them to access them. After this run of shows was announced, I dragged all three studio albums off of the shelf and gave them a spin.  And then I listened to them again and again.  I'm not sure if the records still hold up under my microscope of musical snobbery or if it was a straight dopamine rush of nostalgia but goddammit if I'm not fighting the urge to book a flight to Phoenix in March.

Proposed tour dates are as follows:
March 26th—El Paso, TX
March 28th—Las Cruces, NM
March 30th—Phoenix, AZ
April 10th—Indio, CA
April 17th—Indio, CA




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