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Say Jack
Has your percussionist Semra had her baby yet, or was that just a made up story you told me to dissemble about her absence from the last few tours?
Little Roman Hasan Proft was born Oct. 4th. at St. Vincent's Hospital in NYC! Sandra and I went to visit them in the hospital and gave the little squatter a pumpkin and a bottle opener. ÊThey both went immediately into the crib. Whatever instrument he decides to play will be a welcome addition to the group.
I know you get this one a lot but how would you describe your music? ÊI really want to tell my friends about it.
We do get that a lot but that just means I get to come up with even more answers. ÊThis week's is: "The Jass of Robbery!" Catchy, huh? the war of independence is not over!
Dear jack, if you don't mind my saying, I have noticed that you usually duck out of whatever club you are playing and find a quiet place to tipple. Do you have a favorite bar?
Anyplace without large screen TV's usually suffices but since you asked "The Lounge" at Newark International airport Terminal B is quickly becoming my local. The food is good and I even have a favorite stool! Plus at airport bars you can tell the most outrageous lies and almost never get caught. Keep an eye out for other frequent fliers though.
Dear Jack, I've read that World/Inferno is a great band but that you are a shitty dude. ÊHow does that make you feel?
oh, it's true. I am shitty at being a dude. Just never got the hang of it.
What would Jack do? Imbue our marriage with romance, drunken escapades and imaginary friends?
Too good to be true is not the same as imaginary. Time, places, people, they all speed up.
Dear Jack why is it that when enjoying a tobacco product with 2 or more friends we shouldnÕt light 3 on a match?
This one is easy. The story goes that in the trenches during World War One when you lit a match in the time it took one person to light their cigarette a sniper would see you, by the time a second person got to it the sniper would aim and he would get a shot off at the third. It turns out however this story is just something made up to sell more matches; now that they are free you shouldn't worry about it.
Dear Mr. Terricloth,
I have been trying to get a gypsy group going with minimal success. (All the accordion players in Pennsylvania are found in old folks homes.) This is my last year of high school, and this summer a friend of mine and I are going on foot from nyc to the west coast, playing spontaneous shows, sleeping where we fall, and hopefully learning a thing or two. Is there any advice you can give me "From the Road"? I hope that one day we will play obnoxious swing numbers fireside together. I can't wait to find out where the next Hallowmass is, take care and thanks for reading this even if you don't reply.
Live Free,
Josh!
Actually, try springing one of those accordion players from the old folk's home and take them with you. People at that age have a lot in common with teenagers: they're stuck in an institution they hate, they don't have jobs, they're moody and depressed and don't trust people your parent's age. Plus they usually have a direct line to prescription pain medication. Make a new friend!
Dear Jack,
Do you mind that my drag king persona is pretty heavily based on you?
- Miss Trixie
No not at all, in fact i've been thinking of getting an understudy to fill in for me at matinee shows because I hate to get up in the morning. send a reel.