In his tiny bedroom at the top of the steep, white-tiled stairs of his family's modest South Miami-Dade townhouse, Richard Rippe strikes a blow against everything that is wrong with the music industry. The 24-year-old's Afro-topped, six-foot-three frame is folded over his Apple PowerBook, his long fingers gently brushing the track pad of the laptop -- subtle movements that turn the animated knobs of the music-programming... More >>>