The weather was warm when the band first started rehearsing at Bill’s home in Dyer, Indiana. Naturally, they set up in the garage with the door open and proceeded to rock out. Not more than 30 minutes later, the band’s first fan arrived. He was armed and wearing all black. His first words to them were, “I think you know why I’m here.” He proceeded to tell them that some neighbors had complained about the noise. Bill told him they would close the garage door. He seemed satisfied with that and went about his merry way.
Next week, they kept the garage door shut, and there was no visit from the members of local law enforcement.
The following week again, they kept the door shut. They were not interrupted by law enforcement officials. That is, not until they were done. As they opened the garage door to load Dave’s equipment back into his truck, they saw a Dyer squad car roll by slowly. He stopped and got out. “There you are!” he exclaimed. “I couldn’t find you. We get calls about you guys all the time! I’ve been driving around with my windows down trying to find you guys.”
“All the time?” Dave questioned.
“You mean, only on Fridays?”
“And only the past 3 Fridays?”
All the time indeed…
So Dave took it upon himself to research the Dyer Town Code, and find out exactly what the law had to say regarding kick-ass rock bands. One google search later, and he came across the Dyer Town Code Chapter 6, Article 6, Section 59: an illustrative enumeration of what constitutes a public nuisance.
Later as the band was discussing possible names for the group, the suggestion came up to use something related to their rocky beginnings with the police department. Since section 6-59 was the defining article of their insubordination, they chose to use that as their official name: Six Five Nine