Over the weekend, I saw Greta Gerwig?s much praised Lady Bird. The release of that film was probably the biggest thing to hit my sleepy, sprawling burg of Sacramento since the Kings arrived from Kansas City in 1985. The movie was filmed here and set during the the protagonist’s final year of high school in 2002?2003, nine years after I was a starry-eyed senior set to head off to the Bay Area for college, and more than half a decade before everybody had a smartphone. Sacto native Gerwig touches on the importance of magazines at what was perhaps the last possible moment before the World Wide Web ruled everything. For those raised prior to an era of always-on digital access, the feeling of cultural isolation could be acute. Glossies like Spin and Details and newsprint zines in the vein of Maximumrocknroll were a window into another world. I?d read up, wander across the street to the original Tower Records, and try something out. But before I fell into the world of music and lifestyle books, BMX magazines were my first key to another, seemingly richer world. Go?a short-lived successor to BMX Action and Freestylin? put together by a talented crew that included Spike Jonze and Jackass director Jeff Tremaine?turned me on to the music of D.C. hard-core stalwart Ian MacKaye. Without punk rock, my career path wouldn?t have led me to Car and Driver. But Go might not have existed at all were it not for Bruce Brown, who died Sunday at the age of 80. In essence, I owe Mr. Br...