MAXIMUM ROCK’N’ROLL #416, $4.99, 8½” x 11½”, newsprint, 103 pgs.

This issue begins with a eulogy for Dead Moon’s Fred Cole. My favorite part of it—aside from author Erin Yanke’s point that “death is a part of the deal with being alive”—was the anecdote about Fred Cole working in music stores. Apparently, he had a habit of giving customers ridiculous credit when it came to buying instruments they probably couldn’t afford. The interview with comic artist Liz Prince is spiffy, too. When she’s not grinding out the good stuff for Razorcake, Liz puts out books like Be Your Backing Band. What could she do without? Dorks asking her how to get their unpracticed work published in a snap. One cannot just pick up a pencil and get a graphic novel deal with Scholastic in no time. As Prince says, “years of working on comics in obscurity” and “doing a bunch of different kinds of work” is way more important than hurrying art and chasing popularity. That’s not hating on DIY, that’s holding folks to trying it. We also hear from punks abroad: the band Kenny Kenny Oh Oh of Leipzig mention how the punk scene in Germany is behind U.S. in terms of being down with “gender and queerness” and racial diversity, while Zay of Yokkaichi, Japan say that their song, “There Is No Future in Dreaming of the Past,” is critical of punk band reunions. To them, it seems like old groups copy their past selves, which is sad. Are they saying they wouldn’t pay forty bucks to see Raygun play a bar in Wrigleyville? Maybe. Maybe not. “We just have to believe in what we can’t see,” singer Gori notes, as if to say, Move forward, sailor. Trust yourself to make good new shit, even when there’s no promise we’ll be celebrated for it. Another good’n! –Jim Joyce (Maximum Rock’n’roll, PO Box 460760, SF, CA 94146-0760, maximumrocknroll.com)