On the patio outside the pizza place, the sky begins falling in on our interview, and the singers are the last to notice the raindrops. "There are a lot of bands doing all the right things," says Aase, unfazed. "But it doesn't seem to be enough. And I don't know what the answer is."
Suddenly a tornado siren rings out, and we pick up our salads to scurry inside. "We're gonna die," jokes Kim. Natural selection is a bitch.