True story from Bergen, Norway:
Many, many years ago - when rock-music still was young, Norway was a place where almost no-one had heard of that kind of music.
But slowly things like Elvis, Beatles & The Stones became popular among the kids.
A few "grown-up" people liked the music, and one of these so-called grown-ups had is own place where one now can find Finnegans Irish Pub and partly where the nightclub Ricks have it's english pub.
He booked pop-bands and rock-bands and the place was quite well liked because of the in-music.
One day he got a letter from a canadian band, wondering if he was interested in booking them for a gig one night.
They were planning a trip to Scandinavia, and one of the guys in the band had heard of this place called "Geiranger". A beautiful little place in the fjords in western Norway.
They were willing to play for whatever came in at the door, and all they wanted was food and somewhere to sleep.
They hadn't released any albums yet, but enclosed a tape.
The guy listened to it, and wrote back to them.
He thanked them for their interest, finding it flattering that they had heard of his little pub way over there.
He also said that he didn't think they had what it took to be popular in Bergen, but wished them good luck with their career.
I just hope Rick Danko, Levon Helm, Robbie Robertson, Richard Manuel and Garth Hudson wasn't too disappointed when they got the letter from him, basically telling them they were no good, and probably putting an end to their hopes of visiting Geiranger...
