The reputation of Leftover Crack precedes them--from their offensive song titles to the legions of fans covered in LOC gear at punk shows worldwide to tales of their banishment from major US cities, they've definitely earned a level of notoriety that's hard to ignore. If you dig just beyond the satanic imagery and crass lyrics (no pun intended), you'll find a band with some poignant things to say--and they often say them with plenty of subversive humor and a sound unlike any other band. "Architects of Self-Destruction" is an oral history in the same vein as "Please Kill Me," featuring interviews with dozens of LOC associates, from band members past and present, tourmates, fans and others. It paints a picture of the band that proves they are exactly as they present themselves on stage: fun, grumpy, deceptively smart and occasionally self-destructive. Leftover Crack has always been the brainchild of Scott Sturgeon, and though much of the book is naturally focused on him, the oral history format provides an opportunity for other LOC family members to shine. Personally I related to van driver Joe Porter, who not only did not know how to drive a van, but also had almost nothing in common with the band but still became part of their inner circle. I also enjoyed reading about the band's early days, hanging out at the Epitaph/Hellcat office and not being allowed to sit on certain surfaces because of their smell. There are also some really interesting "Interludes" on various subjects including squatting and mental health, which though not specifically related to LOC helped paint a picture of where the band came from and the things that influence them. Obviously, there is a lot of discussion about drugs, and the chapter dealing with the death of drummer Brandon Possible is the most harrowing in the book. However, drugs are never glorified--they're simply part of this band's reality for better or worse (almost always for worse). Brad Logan and Joe Gentile do a great job of presenting the band exactly as they exist, warts and all--it's not always pretty, but they always accepted each other as they were, which is what punk should be all about.