This is a video of us opening for Interpol at the Horseshoe Tavern back in 2002 or so. We imploded in early 2004 after two good albums, impressive opening gigs, a few publicity coups, and kudos-worthy radio play on US college radio. Sadly, our singer was a sociopath nut-job named Mark — but if you didn’t called him Jack, he’d lose his mind and freak out on stage like a child diva. Mark-Jack was deeply terrified of success, and some of the tales are legend. Sadly, his legacy will always…
Hotel – The Pink Crack
