Rage/Machine

Sometimes you have to go to the strangest of places to see what you're all about.

I was just at the Vegoose music festival in Las Vegas. Halloween. 40,000 crazy people dressed up as bananas and Scooby Doo. Lots of really cool bands, beautiful desert sky, warm temperatures, just a few miles from the stench and oppulence of the world's most inscouciantly decadent and dirty cities. Then Rage Against the Machine comes on. The pulse of humanity rushes me and my friend deep into the fray, where fires erupt- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mlk2PpeexCM -and guitar screams through the dry sky. But amongst all the slam dancing and sweat, the raised fists and night raised middle fingers, there's this overwhelming sense of unity. How the North American youth aren't down with the extravegance that envelops us. No matter how we fight it doesn't seem to matter. Whether we're hidden away in tiny mountain towns, or we stand up for ourselves and our beliefs on downtown city streets. There's a rage on. And it's serious. And man does it rock.

Read more about Rage Against the Machine on line. Harvard students, the sons of revolutionary painters, sci-fi freaks. Cool people getting their message out in a way that sticks to your brain like spray paint to concrete.

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posted by KMC Magazine at 11:38 AM