In August 2012, I attended a concert at the legendary Mao Livehouse in Beijing. I had just arrived back in China a few months earlier after being away for years, and it was an eye-opener.
It felt like the hay-day of a movement and the start of a revolution. I don't recall the names of the bands that played that day, but their energy was infectious.​​​​​​​
Effortlessly blending traditional Chinese (even Beijinger) sensibilities with rock, the performances were anthems to free expression and the exuberance of youth.
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