The guitar cases remained on stage long after the band and crew should have packed up and gone off to sleep/party/fuck, instruments laid on top of them like flags on coffins.

The fire curtain came down in front of the band almost as soon as they'd finished playing the last screaming song. The performance was beautiful; agonized; electrified. She sang like she was being torn apart; guitar, bass, and drums all in chains to the music.

It's hard to tell what happens after that.

Their website has been down for three months now.