WORLD WAR THREE!!!!

W. Owen:
For nearly a decade the Walking Ruins were as close to a Bloomington institution as any punk band ever could be to being an institution of any kind. In short, they kicked massive arse.

Just caught sight of Sparge - er, Barge from the 420 balcony the other day, and he appears to be a daddy now. (Or a stepdaddy or some such, I didn't get a chance to ask him.)

Edited to add: Sparge dropped me an email and he's a dad all right. Mazel tov.