We started at a bar in Halifax: watching the dance floor drinking White Russians with Techno banging off the walls in second year university. I said that we should start a bad rock band, so bad it would be funny; I could sing and play the harp, my roomate Nick could play rhythm our friend Tim could play the bongos and Ed could solo. People took it more seriously than we intended and we kinda got caught up in it. Our old drummer had to leave and become a business man (or something) but we were blessed with a new and very professional guy named Andrew. We started to find a sound, write our own music kinda folk-funk. Wierd, I know. Listen, no one needs to tell me it's not an honest mixture.