I pull over and check my GPS. Two deer trot by me, heads cocked in quizzical bewilderment. I’m on their turf. I squint down the lone gravel road. Save for a few orange construction cones and a fence, I see no evidence of anything remotely human anywhere. Exasperated, I check the flyer’s address again. “Hardcore Show in Bluffdale” it proclaims in bold varsity font. Seriously?