1995 was an incredible year: Michael Jordan returned to basketball, O.J. got away with murder, Tom Hanks tried to go to the moon with Kevin Bacon and that guy from Twister , but they got stuck (never saw the end, nor the sequel Apollo 14 , so I assume they are still orbiting?), and every one of us got kissed by a Rose on a Grave! OH MY GOB what a year! Yet, I think the most defining moment was when a new music festival emerged, one that would change the course of your life… and mine. Originally titled “The Bomb,” cripes, who pitched that turd of an idea? I can only assume somebody looked at the guy who pitched it and was like, “The bomb? In this economy? That’s kinda WARPED, don’t ya think?” That’s when a gentleman named Van stepped forward, or wait, maybe there were two of him since the name is plural? Yeah. They were TWINS, that’s it! So, VANS spoke up, in unison of course, ...