Czechoslovakia's Wall Street Brigade
"Okay, you ex-Commies, let's rock and roll!" The voice of Axl Rose of the Guns 'n' Roses rock band boomed across Prague's vast Spartakiadni stadium, built to display the prowess of Communist athletes but now hosting a hirsute mass of newly capitalistic youths apparently intent on recreating Woodstock. Strobes flashed, fireworks flared, videos rolled. The jeans-clad Czechoslovak crowd seemed suitably wowed. But a small group of neatly coiffed gentlemen in the audience displayed a certain ennui. Ex-Wall Streeters rather than ex-Communists, they were plainly finding it awkward to rock 'n' roll.
