The voice of reason in my head said, "He's not going to be there. And if he's there, you won't get anywhere near him. And if you get near him, you won't get to talk to him. And if you get to talk to him, you won't get to hang out with him. So, don't even bother." Shhh, voice of reason, you bloody killjoy!
Given how rock music celebrates the disorderly and forbidden, it's not surprising that when we face a managerial dilemma we don't think to turn to organizations with names such as Butthole Surfers, Rage Against the Machine, or Meat Puppets for answers. We don't often think of rock bands as the businesses they are.