Who:

Ben - Drums, Vocals
Bob - Bass, Vocals
Basil - Guitar, Vocals

What:

An artsy-fartsy progressive rock band known for it's volume, energy, weird lyrical themes, and musical intricacy. . . but mostly the volume. The favorite time signatures are 7/4, 13/8, and π/7 and the tunes are rarely less than epic in scope, which is a fancy-ass way of saying they're too damn long for radio.

Where:

Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada. We assume you know which universe, galaxy, solar system, and planet. If not, well. . . second star to the left, and straight on 'til you run out of dilithium. . . you might want to go around the black hole in the middle, while you're at it.

When:

Originally formed in 1991, the group spontaneously imploded in 1994, and respawned in 2002 without original drummer Ben Rusch, who rejoined in 2003. There went the neighborhood. . . and our hearing. . . and our sanity. What sanity was left after all that Cthulhu-worship.

Why:

Why not? Duh!

How:

Well, originally, the three of us would get together in Bob's basement, drink a few beers, smoke a little something almost entirely unlike tobacco, write some obscure confusing lyrics, and generally try to outplay each other. Occasionally, we'd play a gig, and perhaps blow up a roadie* or two... [Sorry 'bout that, Al, but at least the hair grew back.] Playing in Providence was like everybody soloing in time and key. Listening to Providence was like having your spleen extracted through your ears with a rusty corkscrew and no anęsthesia. Nothing much has changed, except we're in a different basement now...