Not many know that we began as a garage band, back when most garages held volkswagons. It was all good at first: the liquor flowed, the groupies groped, jam sessions were wild and friendly. Then bassist John got addicted to hair gel. Kip and Lorrie hooked up secretly. Jill wanted to explore solo projects. Before we knew it, record sales plummetted and we had to figure some other way to make a living.