Some of my most treasured personal objects are punk and new wave 45s I bought at the old Wax Trax! Records in the early 80s, so reviewing
Industrial Accident—The Story of Wax Trax! Records may tax my powers of objectivity. Located next to the Biograph Theater in Lincoln Park, Wax Trax! was one of the first places I went in the city when I could venture in from the suburbs on my own, and along with a few other things I encountered (the elevated system, the art house cinemas, this newspaper), it suggested that adult life might have more to offer than Reaganomics and the Moral Majority. The documentary's photos and brief video footage showing the store's wild interior struck a powerful chord when I saw them, and made me realize how many other rock record shops in Chicago have aspired to the magic of that one, like that old saw about everyone who saw the Velvet Underground starting his or her own band.
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