by Sue Hodges Grant Forty years ago, KIX performed at a glorious rock ‘n’ roll dive in Essex, Md., called The Seagull Inn. As a journalism major at Loyola College with the burning desire to become a music journalist, I invited a few preppy classmates along to force them out from under their lite rock boulders. One Izod-clad friend blathered on about Bryan Adams most of the evening during the forgettable opening acts until I broke down when KIX blasted onto the stage: “STOP ALREADY ABOUT BRYAN ADAMS! Listen to this band! This is what rock ‘n’ roll is about. This is down ‘n’ dirty, in-your-face rock and KIX is…