Eli Mardock doesn’t usually enjoy horror films, he says. But when we spoke on the phone last Thursday night, he was watching zombies and drinking wine in his house south of downtown Lincoln, where he lives with his fiancée, Carrie Butler, and their poodle, Coco.
“I’ve been a bit of a hermit,” he says. “I don’t really go out, or do much, or see anybody or anything like that.”
His new-found life as a recluse has led to new experiences — like with the undead. Kind of like how the death of his band, Eagle Seagull, opened doors for a solo project. It was a not-so-horrific experience for Mardock, even considering the circumstances of the band's breakup.
“I've heard, with some amusement, about my reputation as some sort of amoral, womanizing monster,” Mardock says. “I know, in some people's minds, that I'm the villain. People that know me well — I think it is amusing for them, too, because they know what I'm really like. They know my life.”
For the most part, he says, he keeps his mouth shut about it all, as to avoid any sort of public spectacle.
