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In 1997, after a Green Day show at the Fillmore in San Francisco, I somehow managed to convince someone to lend me their backstage pass. I shot the shit with Mike and Tre (who is truly weird), but couldn't penetrate the wall of industry types surrounding Billie. Finally, I'd had enough, butted in front of the industry