The murky origins of the band name

Hi to all of you out there in blogland.  Here is another little tantalizing tidbit of Nevah history from Larry.  No he's not the band historian, he just has a little time on his hands while he is waiting for the bread to cool.   So gather 'round children and you will hear, the midnight tale of the band called Nevah (I know-  that doesn't rhyme!)  Now I was there when the band was named  - the other guys may remember it differently, but this is my recollection.  We had reformed from the ashes of the band known as Never Too Late, or NvR2Late as we had started calling ourselves.  We had found it to be quite a versatile name - on St. Paddy's day we called ourselves Nvr2Irish - lots of possibilities.  But it was a new dawn and time for forward looking direction.  So we were hanging out at Phil's, tossing out various names (the Human Beans, Crushed Buffalo - stuff like that) when our fearless leader Phil suddenly got a very determined and serious look on his face and declared "We are Nevah!" We looked over at him but kept on chattering ("...how about the Silver Surfers...."?).  Phil just repeated himself, this time more forcefully - "WE ARE NevaH!"  We were startled into silence and tried to grasp the ramifications of his statement.  Phil had kind of a wild look in his eye.  What could we say?  He seemed so sure - who were we to argue?  So that's how we became "Nevah".  Now I don't know what was in the juice glass that Phil was drinking, or if he had had any visions earlier in the day.  He will have to address that.  All I know is that the profoundness of this name began to manifest itself over the next couple of weeks.  The versatility of the double negative bad pun:  ("Everly Brothers?  We would 'nevah' play any songs by them...") occupied our simple minds for quite some time until Phil shared his revelation with us that  'NevaH' spelled backwards is: 'HaveN'.  Whoa!  That was really cosmic, and spoke to one of the fundamental reasons for the band's existence.  We suspect that there is more to be revealed to us, but at this time we are grateful that we received this message from the Great Beyond through brother Phil.  We may have to send him into the desert (perhaps the Desert of Maine down in Freeport) for 40 days to see if he has any more visions.  But right now he's really busy with town business,  music and grandkids.  All we know is that there are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt in our philosophies, or is it psyches, or maybe just popsicles.  I'm very confused but this I know:  the bread is sufficiently cooled and I can head off to dreamland.  So good night and good luck!

Larry of Nevah