Vic Moissis’ Song “Fire and Steel” Turns Grief into a Fierce Anthem of Protest and Remembrance
There are songs that entertain, and then there are songs that urgently need to be heard — not just for their musical craftsmanship, but for the raw human agony they contain. In fact, the song “Fire and Steel (28/02/2023)” by Vic Moissis is an unflinching testament to the latter, a fierce protest song that uses its melodies like weapons and its verses like battle cries.
From its opening, the track weaves a compelling sonic fabric — a mixture of the aggrieved energy associated with the defiance of alternative rock, the rhythmic cadence of old-school hip-hop and the ghostly ache of soul-addled choruses. The relationship between those elements is not decorative; it’s a conscious artistic decision commensurate with the thematic heft of the song itself. The beat itself throbs with an urgent energy that dares to be ignored, and the rap verses, though often unadorned in technical shape, have an evident gravitas, delivered with such fervor that they emphasize the song’s most prominent message: Remember and resist.
But “Fire and Steel” hits hardest in its lyricism. Moissis summons the disturbing biblical imagery of Abraham and Isaac, casting it as a contemporary allegory of institutional neglect — only this time, there is no divine intervention, no last-minute pardon. The victims of the Tempi train disaster are not simply mourned, but rather made immortal in a canny, seething indictment of injustice. And when the electric guitar unfurls a taxim-like lament, soaked with torture and rebellion, it’s hard not to think that this is something beyond a song. It is a reckoning!
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