April 1987. The air was thick with smoke, perfume, and the distant roar of a crowd still buzzing from the opening acts.

A woman in ripped fishnets and a leather jacket gestured toward a door marked with a star.

Inside, the dressing room was chaos. A half-empty bottle of Jack Daniel's rolled across the floor. Somebody's silver earring glittered under a makeup mirror.

Four men occupied the room in various states of undress and intoxication. The one with wild bleach-blonde hair and a cigarette dangling from his lips looked up first.