Of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the most [borrowed from Mark Twain]

If you come to one of our shows then you're a little f**ked up. That's okay. We're just as f**ked up as you

Mark Twain cannot be defined.

It's a documentary that captures the rise and occasional stumblings of this band. It's really crazy, we had forgotten about a lot of the stuff that happens in the film. Like backstage stuff and concert footage. Basically, it tells the story of one really crazy year in this band's life.

I read from Mark Twain's lips one or two of his good stories. He has his own way of thinking, saying and doing everything. I feel the twinkle of his eye in his handshake. Even while he utters his cynical wisdom in an indescribably droll voice, he makes you feel that his heart is a tender Iliad of human sympathy.

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.