Band reunions—who cares, right? They're just a bunch of has-beens cashing in on their fans' nostalgia trips. Everybody's old and leathery now, and your favorite song is guar-anteed not to sound as good as it did on the ra-dio in your parents' car when you were necking with your high school sweetheart in the backseat. But you go to the concert anyway, you buy the souvenir T-shirt, and then you go home, look in the mirror, and check for gray hairs while pondering... More >>>