b a n d   i n f o      Once upon a time, deep in the jungles of Brazil, a boy made an astonishing discovery: Convenience Stores. No more was he constrained by the horrors of midnight munchies, or the tragic lack of food for his pet ferret, Mildred, or the inability to buy cigarettes at four in the morning.      Then, in the summer of 1995, he spontaneously combusted. But that really has nothing to do with our band other than the fact that the boy's death at the hands of fate occurred around the same time as our decision to refer to the four of us -- who already wrote music together -- as a band of sorts.