Mark Cullen, surrounded by cups of cold tea, pens and piles of paper, adjusts his glasses again and signals to Darren that it is time to press record. He stands, checks his lyrics once more, starts to sing and so it begins. Album number six, the third recorded in their tiny childhood bedroom in suburban Dublin. Downstairs the routine of suburban domesticity that has weaved its way into the music continues unabated. For their mother, their wives, the children and the dog, another Sunday has begun… The band Pony Club have had an interesting journey in the music business. They've been making music for the past 20 years, the critics love them, whispering praise and predicting greatness. But commercial success has always alluded them. Are Pony Club the best kept secret from suburbia? And is that secret about to be told...more