Corporate Rock Sucks

**Pitchfork, Best Music Books of 2022 ** **Rolling Stone, Best Music Books of 2022 ** **LOUDER, Best Music Books from 2022 ** Fascinating, entertaining, and revealing... a must-read. --AV Club Jim Ruland tells the whole messy saga [of SST Records] in his un-put-downable CORPORATE ROCK SUCKS. --Rolling Stone The DIY label's messy history... is quite a tale, and its related here in unflinching detail, making Corporate Rock Sucks as much an autopsy as a celebration of defiant 'fuck you' punk rock ethics... Corporate Rock Sucks should inspire a new generation of outliers to seek out some of the most thrillingly uninhibited art to emerge from the punk rock underground. --LOUDER A go-to resource for punk archivists looking beyond the impact of Damaged or Double Nickels on the Dime. --Pitchfork 'Get in the van, ' to borrow a phrase from another Black Flag book you may have heard of, has become something of a cliche, but it's no less true for punk bands in 2022 than it was in 1981. No matter how talented you are or how good your songs, you still, at long last, have to put in the work. The same applies to writers. For Corporate Rock Sucks, it's clear Jim has logged thousands and thousands of miles, talking to seemingly everyone who ever even heard of SST, digging up old record reviews and interviews and photos and zines no one has probably looked at for decades. It all adds up to an informative and fun read on a highly influential, and highly dysfunctional, record label. --Luke O'Neil, author of Welcome to Hell World: Dispatches from the American Dystopia SST Records became a radiant supernova of creativity and possibility. A true and livable alternative to lame shit. And then, somehow, it fell apart when it was poised to create another universe. It became radioactive, a black hole. This book is that 'somehow'--part archeology, part autopsy. --Todd Taylor, Razorcake The improbable rise and slow-motion implosion of SST Records is legendary, but nobody has painted a complete picture of the dark saga until now. Ruland combines his personal knowledge of the SoCal punk scene, in-depth research, and interviews with key players to tell the whole sordid tale. Corporate Rock Sucks is a must-read for fans of '80s/'90s hardcore, punk, and alternative rock. --S.W. Lauden, editor of Forbidden Beat: Perspectives on Punk Drumming With Corporate Rock Sucks, Jim Ruland asserts his power as a leading chronicler of Southern California punk rock. His exhaustive research and incisive commentary form a detailed and dynamic work worthy of the gargantuan legacy of SST--one of America's foremost independent record labels that gave rise to Black Flag, the Meat Puppets, Minutemen, Husker Du, Sonic Youth, Dinosaur Jr., and many others. An essential read for those curious about the label's serpentine path and pre-broadband DIY music culture. --Erin Osmon, author of Jason Molina: Riding with the Ghost and John Prine [A] fascinating history... [Ruland] offers a most impressive work that brings together the various artists that were part of the SST galaxy, along with insightful views of the vast catalog produced by the label during its forty-year history. --Seattle Book Review Take the most influential Southern California punk label from the 1980s, combine it with the master touch of music historian Jim Ruland, and you get this incredible historical narrative that is difficult to put down. --Greg Graffin of Bad Religion When tracing the lineage of independent record labels in the American Punk scene during the 1980s, SST Records can definitely be cited as the vanguard to the whole shebang. With a history gnarled with legal issues, money issues, blown release dates, hard-living, and a devilish penchant for pushing against punk's parameters, their tale is a tough one to wrangle, but Jim manages to cut through all the convolutions to deliver the straight dope on the influential imprint in a concise, informative and entertaining way. --Tony Rettman, author of Straight Edge: A Clear-Headed Hardcore Punk History and NYHC: New York Hardcore 1980-1990.