"Everybody's moving to L.A." "All the art is happening in Oakland." "This place is dead anyway." No matter where you look these days, someone's singing the death knell of not only the San Francisco music scene, but San Francisco as we know it. If you believed most commentators, you'd picture the City as a seven-mile-by-seven-mile wasteland full of Mark Zuckerberg clones renting studios for $5K per month, applying for permits to build a Walmart on every corner from North Beach to Lake Merced, and namby-pamby former suburbanites petitioning to have every music venue shut down for excessive noise. Well, the [...]