On one of the hottest days of the year, when the sun is radiating energy like a 7 trillion watt heat lamp without an off switch, Christopher McGuire meets me in a Warehouse District coffee shop wearing a black suit, black shirt, and black tie. The stylish, funereal duds seem appropriate in a way: He's here to talk about something he doesn't talk about much anymore--a band he no longer plays with, and its charismatic frontman. "I met Ryan Olcott when I was in sixth grade," McGuire says,... More >>>