DATELINE: South Florida, 1990. For those of us who imbibed, the original music scene was thriving. The hair band era was ramping down, the grunge generation was revving up and the “Sunshine State” had become recognized widely as a hotbed of exciting, soon-to-be-signed groups — including the rather peculiar collective, Marilyn Manson and the Spooky Kids and the industrial-driven hard-core act, The Genitorturers. Even my own band, Dead Serios, was creating quite a ruckus on the scene at the time. Leading the pack of promising up-and-comers was Saigon Kick. Conceived during the golden days of beautiful boys, gorgeous girls and shiny songs, the four-piece combo was later birthed in the smoke-filled, whiskey-soaked, neon-lit rock clubs of South Florida. Don’t forget to tip your bart...