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...rock's rise to prominence, but "Our Band Could Be Your Life" is a lesson in the impossibility of reducing the revolution to an individual (or a trio). Its story goes like this: in the early `80s, a bunch of kids in unknown punk bands, like L.A.'s Black Flag, figured out that "calling up a pressing plant and getting their own record manufactured wasn't the mysterious, exclusive privilege of the giant record companies on the coasts." Black Flag's guitarist and co-founder, Gregg Ginn, used the business acumen he picked up from a surplus radio equipment business...
...many "indie" record labels at large in the '80s, but it had the foresight to sign Sonic Youth and Dinosaur, Jr., bands whose followings both eventually dwarfed that of Black Flag and those of their `80s punk contemporaries, like Boston's Mission of Burma and Washington D.C.'s Minor Threat. The shows they played were booked at venues older proto-alternative bands had already played, but they had their work cut out for them selling America and Europe on innovative, unpolished sounds...
...same, nobody made any money to speak of until the major labels came calling. "Do you make a profit?" a reporter asks Black Flag's Ginn in one of the many `zine articles Azerrad excerpts. His response: "We try to eat." While members of Sonic Youth now drive Volvos and divide their time between Manhattan and country homes, the people who accumulated real wealth as a result of the American indie rock saga of the `80s were either in Nirvana or married to people in Nirvana. For that reason, the tenth anniversary of Nevermind comes attended by unceremonious squabbling. Courtney...
...epicenter of Beijing, defying orders to leave. Gangs of bare-chested teenagers climb lampposts to lead the masses in sloganeering. A potentially grim scene for any government. Yet every once in a lucky while, history repeats itself not as tragedy but as fun. Nearly everybody is waving a red flag. Chanters yell: "Long live China." And nobody is howling for the downfall of the Communist Party, as all did the last time ordinary Chinese crashed their way into the square back...
...however, was in evidence Friday afternoon at the Condit family's Modesto-area home, where an American flag hung from the front porch and the only message to passersby was a vividly colored sign: NO TRESPASSING. For Gary Condit, it's far too late to hope for that...