We swear to God, we came up with this name before that crappy movie came out.
The highlight I suppose was the Fargo Theater.
We had to go find Bob on the ninth green of the El Zagal golf course once about 45 mintues before a show.
Mostly, we spents hours and hours playing really loud riffs over and over in Bob's basement drinking beer and smoking lots of cigarettes.
Bob works for the feds in Boulder now, so I've heard.