text:  Our first manager had gotten himself in some trouble. And as a part of his plea, he had asked the courts if he were to put on a show in what was then the Soviet Union. And he took a bunch of bands over. Was this like as an ambassador from the United States or something? Well, if you want a drug dealer to be your ambassador. Yeah, I know, but... We went. And it was a bunch of the bands of the era. And we knew everybody.