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Brothers and sisters! In the year of Our Lord 2002, we are—we are, duty pains me to report—we are NOT living in the Revolutionary Republic of the Motor City Five, under the laws of rock ‘n’ roll ‘n’ dope ‘n’ fucking. Did not happen, brothers and sisters. MC5 just left us with this: “I’m thuh MAN fo’ yuh, baby/Yes I AM for you, baby.” Not bad. Now, brothers and sisters, the Soledad Brothers! Three white boys from Ohio named after hard black radicals. Got a Web site with anti-globalization links, anti-prison links. Got a song about social justice. Can I get a “right on!”? I guess not. How’s this: got songs about gamblin’ and gunplay. Got R.L. Burnside writing about jelly roll. Got that nasty Fat Possum-meets-Estrus punk-blues thing. What about the revolution? What about what revolution? Right on? Right on! The Soledad Brothers play with Hope Sandoval & the Warm Inventions at 7:30 p.m. at the 9:30 Club, 815 V St. NW. $15. (202) 393-0930. (Tom Scocca)