Through Being Cool and Stay What You Are aren't even available any more, which seems utterly ludicrious, because for me those albums epitomised the American indie scene's slide into awesomely righteous pop punk.

In Reverie was unjustly panned, although it was hard to call the songs quite as catchy as previous offerings, and after that they went complete cock until Under the Boards.

But for those magic moments watching Chris on stage, like a prozac-riddled muppet, they were a fucking great band.

NO ONE can hate At Your Funeral, even if he *is* whiny.