Michael Grace Jr|
vocals, guitar, piano, synthesizers
Fragile figurehead and songwriter for the band in question. Michael has had a checkered past, having survived stints as a bedsit suedehead, a failed painter, and an ongoing stint as a failed popstar. Michael prefers saints to saviors. Michael thinks nobodies are somebodies. In private moments, he confesses that he needs to confess. A fan of glossy magazines, gloomy music, and gingham, Michael currently teaches drawing at an obscure college located in Jay Gatsby's old neck of the woods. Michael wants to learn just enough French to say, "I'm really sorry," and "for a croque-madame and a song, I'm yours." Sadly once had, no one ever knows quite what to do with him.