I met Mark backstage in Pittsburg. Sorta. After a long, fruitful conversation with SM, I saw Mark. After "Hi," we had NOTHING to say to one another. Weird. It's like w/ meeting anyone. Sometimes you meet someone and the fountain flows, other times you meet someone and you can't think of a single thing to speak. Like, NOTHING. (If this is the real m.i., sorry if I freaked you out.)

welcome fishmonkey.
how was your holiday?

Hi Mark!
Happy B-day!

how are you, you mousy bastard?

brilliant slavo mate, got to actually go to see the Yankees play baseball and CBGB's before it closed its doors, that and all the usual NY touristy stuff

hey mark, how is gary young these days?

Mark Ibold. Wowee Zowee is the greatest album in the world. Any goodies on the reissue?

If it is Mark, can he answer us the question of why he had a bottle of mustard on his amp, which later grew to mustard AND BBQ sauce (or ketchup, not sure).

sorry if this has been answered already elsewhere. Does anyone know the story behind this?

you came within three feet, you have a disease.

If you preorder from insound.com you get a free poster, limited 7", and a link to download a rare show.

GUESS WHAT?

It isn't the real Mark Ibold, dumbasses.

grass is green, too.

WORD.

I seriously don't understand how people can ask questions to someone who is obviously a fake. Fucking morons.

Are we the only moderately intelligent posters on this board?

i wouldn't even go so far to call myself moderately intelligent.


i'd go way farther.

Oh, me too. I'm trying to be modest. I don't want everyone to think they are more stupid than me, just most fucks.

not to toot my own horn (and i would never do that,) but...

yea guys, you're totally right...

hei Mark, how are you doing lately?

mark, you've been very quiet lately... are you still here with us?

he died of whatever disease he contracted from courtney.

well, that's sad but glad he got to spend his last birthday here with us.