At that point, the universe began contracting. We’d ridden our challenge as far as it could go. It was “Jesus died for somebody’s sins, but not mine” up to that point. After the fall, “reconciliation” is what we were about. We got off the road. We had to cancel the European tour. We stayed home for a year—the year punk rock took over the world. And we were there on the sidelines, really frustrated.
