The desert surrounding Jeff Dahl's Cave Creek home is lush, made fragrant and green from recent monsoon thrashings. His neighbors on the next acre, the ones who run a Christian day-care center, have a sprawling ranch with many horses. A guy from Dokken lives just up the road. And there is enough wildlife to sustain, at least in theory, the idea that he's still in the middle of a desert no man's land, despite the fact that ghastly, beige-toned stucco houses are marching at him -- one insanely zoned acre at a time -- from the general direction of Phoenix. But it has always been like that for Dahl. The rock 'n' roll he champions -- like the tranquil desert that encompasses his ranch-style house -- never has any guarantees, never any security, and barely a... More >>>