“Helicopters every night over Washington / And you don’t know if military, or if civilian / And you don’t know that it’s becoming an Armageddon / There’s a thousand men in uniforms / A thousand men with guns.”

These are the lyrics of Black Eyes’s “A Meditation,” and they feel less like poetry and more like reportage from the last few months in the District. In August, President Donald Trump declared a crime emergency in D.C., seizing control of D.C. police and deploying federal police forces and the National Guard onto its streets.

But the increasingly frenetic “A Meditation” — with its guitar scrapes, go-go timbales and analog signals echoing into orbit — isn’t a song from the punk outfit’s new album, its first in more than 20 years. It’s the last gasp of “Cough,” the band’s then-farewe

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