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 Caught in the mundane. The day to day, it traps us so
Have a Blast tightly. Escape the cubicle cell enslaving time of the
resident slave. Just another clone stamped in the
system who cannot think for yourself.

It's raining pens and staples on the prisoner

questioning our real purpose. Bury your sense of worth
beneath the desk you call your home.
Consistent overflowing with no way out. Now you're
always entertaining thoughts meandering. Ambition
slowly rolling, steady, downhill. A puppet never
disobeying the strings attached from hands to toes.
From head to fucking toes.

And it's the thrill of life that enables us to flow. Locked

in the spirit's line, souls entwine, to journey on as one.
I guess it's the fear of all that keeps us on the road.
Locked in the spirit's line, souls entwine, to journey on
as one.

Behold our creation... A walking dead. Step back and

realize what you are fed. Escape the mortal mentality.
Somewhere in time, we welcomed in the fall. But It's a lesson that can't be ignored for long. My
in the distance we can see, shining clear, our destination lies within the song.
demise to be. We're not listening to ourselves.
Blistering reality. Imagining a world in limelight. Never
You ask these questions in subconsciousness, will it be out of my reach. I've heard the lies a million
but still we choose to deny the flood times, but did it ever steal from my soul? Bleeding from
surrounding nations. Wake up! The water is the lungs, I see, a life complete above the darkest hole.
rising now. We are the universe inside of you
waiting patiently. And it's the thrill of life that enables us to flow. Locked
in the spirit's line, souls entwine, to journey on as one.
All the world by a thread? Distance the lies that
are sold. They will not justify the pain. They will A world so masochistic. Envious, broken system. The
not live to see the day. [Tluram infant braving infested waters, collecting prominent
rage. Torment in reality, for I leave it.
Connect these signs. The evidence will
lend itself to be more than just a lie. I’m
not asking much, just a simple request
that you think for yourself, once in this
goddamn life. Fuck!

Forward. The violent state of mind

obsolete and taking the back seat. Reach A race suppressed by oath and seal. The
for the stars, control the fucking skies. ancient tribe, it groans. This cold life
Can you silence your opinion of what I’m Here we stand at the threshold of released us from the physical plane of the
about to say? Go on and let the mind paradise, stealing a new world. I never human race. Closing the lines. Pave the
perceive. would have thought our place in history way, to destroy the light of their day.
would come to this, but we are infinite. Disgusting, thriving on the sun. Teeth they
Neglect the sense of ignorance to alter grind, waiting for the planets to align. Take
life. Embrace the beauty from inside. WE ARE ONE. back what belongs to the dominant being.
Neglect the sense of ignorance to alter Congregate spilling blood
WE ARE ONE.
life. Embrace the beauty from inside.
We are the strength of the universe at
heart. Construct the light. Implore of the WE ARE ONE.
energy, bestow the understanding. We are the strength of the universe at
heart. Construct the light. Implore of the
Follow the scent of the sinners as the
energy, bestow the understanding.
body of our mind disintegrates. Forever is
the course upon your plate. Don’t ever WE ARE ONE.
ask if we consume the blood and hate. We are the strength of the universe at
Repeat this life if you will, but don’t count heart. Construct the light. Implore of the
on forgiveness from the filthy swine. energy, bestow the understanding.
So many reasons why one should never
Luck as a Constant
entertain a taste of the red. A cry for a life
of innocence escapes her. So repent, and Staring up at the ceiling, while I’m falling into
go running back to kill because it might
make it easier. It’s the scent of fear that
Learning to love a disaster. Direct your I the flames. Something is gnawing my shoulder
and scarring this moment into my memory
soul in the essence of hate to draw the
keeps you chained down to the ritual. blood of the master. Flee. The stains on frame.
Adhere. You’re a slave born into a dark your wings now carry the golden seal
world of deceit. A slave that’s longing for a The fathers speak, but might as well be
extracted from the omen’s life. One steady
retreat. castrated. It feels so good from where I stand.
hand in victory. Darkness weeps as love
The one abstaining from all human needs and
enfolds under a pure and crescent night.
Learning to love a disaster. Direct your pleasantries, is the one I never will be.
Born from the eye into the light.
soul in the essence of hate to draw the
blood of the master. Flee. The stains on Collecting through the sheets, a sense of
So many reasons why one should never
your wings now carry the free. power filling me, and I will never let go. I’m
entertain the taste of scarlet.
never letting go. Bending will of man and the
Selfishly embrace the glory vengeance So many reasons why one should never hearts of the gods. Shut the fuck up and let us
brings. Hold courage tight. Illuminate the entertain a taste of the red. A cry for a life live a life we can call our own. Leave me alone.
night. Punishment! An eye for an eye, a of innocence escapes her.
knife to the wicked. Just the sight of the If you love the guilt, then let it die. A life kept so
organization burning to ashes, could put a Learning to love a disaster. Direct your clean, will measure the price of misery. If you
smile on her face. The torture ends within soul in the essence of hate to draw the love the guilt, then let it die. In silence we will
this wretched place. Oh please forgive blood of the master. Flee. The stains on remain.
what I’ve become. your wings now carry the free.
If you love the guilt, then let it die. A life kept so
clean, will measure the price of misery.

But manifest a taste of paradise, and surely

you’ll see the sin inside of me.
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The Dads fTlus t Be Crazy!
Forty days and nights I’ve spent alone. The shadow Heart stop, and carry on through the light. Can
hungry angel inside of me grows cold. Bloodshed you tell me what I’m missing? This sleep sought
on my mind. A slave to these walls. Get away from after twists the dagger in the question of what lies
the life sucking call. Set me free. within. So heart stop beating on through the night.
Give an escape for the blinded. Although I follow,
Grant a pardon for the meddling soul. The lives of it seems to pass the time. I wait with certainty
the fallen deserve to take the spirits toll. Within the inside this theory.
asylum of a guilty fucking conscience I feel the
presence of insanity creep up my spine - to lock me I hear them speak with tongues of fire, while
away in this hell. setting the heavens ablaze. Live a life high up on
a wire of fear.
Death has made it’s abode on my shoulders. It
clings to the palm of my hand eternally. Within It’s not for me to say what you need to believe,
ascendance I shall relive the slaughtering. You’ll and I won’t speak until it’s over. It’s not for anyone
sing to the dirt, praying for the break of dawn. to say what it is to perceive. Steadfast, wallow in
their punishment. Take pleasure in the sight.
Night will bring the presence of a ravenous demon
setting out to terrify. Soul destructive like imploding False cries. Corrupting the soul of a saint and with
stars. There’s nothing but the darkness to guide the knowledge of gods we relate. Watch from afar,
way. There’s nothing left inside. dodging religious scars.

Scald the inside. Fold the endless search within Disregard my existence? Don’t ignore me!
you. Scale the insight, for the day it lies before us.
Speak of forgiveness in sin? I bathe in your hatred
Somewhere in time... Off in the distance we can
so putrid and crimson. Never an ounce, never an
see, shining, clear, our demise to be. We’re not
inkling of repentance do I give. Throw it away. Piss
listening to ourselves.
on the demons and their hypocrisy.
Somewhere in time, we welcomed in the midnight
It’s not for me to say what you need to believe,
leave. But in the distance we can see, shining,
and I won’t speak until it’s over. It’s not for anyone
clear, our demise to be. We’re not listening to
to say what it is to perceive. Steadfast, wallow in
ourselves.
their punishment. Take pleasure in the sight.
 !
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There’s a vessel and it’s sinking at sea.
An apparition that’s beckoning me. As
the cold, dark night brings on the sweat,
I slowly drift away.
Stuck down at the bottom of the orange,
cylindrical state of mind. What are we
mnhiE TuTnL DEEThuy running from? There’s a distant sound of
a melody. Release me from this plane.
Welcome to the truth; a life that’s not
your own. Controlled by labor, printed A life to live; a sedative under the skin.
paper and corruptors of the world. Bury it, carry the cure. Just let emotion
The time has come for all to see the
Synthetic lies collect our mind to the set devotion within your heart to collect
men behind the curtain writhe in self
beat. We’ve had the rug pulled from the debt we sow.
defeat. When will the world seek truth
under our feet.
within? They eye in silence grants the Step out from the moonlight like it’s a
Media terrorists thrive on deceit, knowledge to begin. game we play. The checkerboard is
I
spoon-feeding bullshit served by elite tainted. Drops of red will lead the way.
Reverse what’s lost. Awake the song
societies harnessing fear as a weapon.
within you. Rejoice aloud. Let these Black are their lies. Gold are the tongues
The time has come for all to see the words imbue. of the glorified. Command disease of the
men behind the curtain cast into body and mind.
Shape the future. Sifting power back in
disease.
the hands of the common man. Give Stuck down at the bottom of the orange
Take back the light. It’s a dangerous them hell for existence, pouring blood cylindrical state of mind. What are we
place we’re headed for if we accept on the path they’ve set in stone, as we running from? There’s a distant sound of
defeat. Now we know its a show they’ve
been running from below. Burn it down
reclaim our position to the throne. Yes,
we reduce them all to bones! 1 a melody. Release me from this plane.
A life to live; a sedative under the skin.
until the ground beneath the faulty
entity is glistening under the wings of a
golden era. Listening to the hate
1 Bury it, carry the cure. Just let emotion
set devotion within your heart to collect
the debt we sow.
they’ve created inside us, we grow, as
we reduce their religion to bones. Yes, Collecting sanity. Simply ready for the
we reduce them all to bones! life that awaits your lead. There’s a
distant sound of a melody, and I won’t
leave this place.
Shut out from this ancient truth. We
are blind inside. Migrant souls from a
distant world? There’s an absence of
knowledge.
Reaching out for the pulse of our own.
Now the time has come to awaken the
prophecy. Buried underneath the veil
of illusion. Given a life of freedom,
only to neglect what we should feel.
Tortured by negative consciousness.
Feeling our disorder hit the froggin’
wall. Escape some way... Awake!
Hallucinating desire.
Chase the obscene. Travel these
wonders far beyond. Burn down the
walls that bind you to this cage, or be
detained.
For once, a glimpse at freedom would
feel divine. A break from this feeble
old mind. My fucking mind!
Negative scenes are just the So high... above what they all seem to
projection of our own dark fear. know. Subliminal signs; a message
Playing the victim is not what will that’s unrefined. Soaring above what
bring us back to salvation. Back to they all seem to know. Someday replay
reality. the purgatory life you lead.
What is it they all seek? Be it the Taste the obscene. Travel these
wealth or the throne? Live your life as wonders far beyond. Burn down the
a drone! Reaching out for the pulse of wails that bind you to this cage, or be
our own. detained.
mile Zmru
It starts as one festering feeling.
The kind that cuts from the flesh As I slip away... thoughts rushing through
ft’s been a long ride without you.I’m
down to the soul. No way to make me. Angelic call? Or a demon that’s calling
lost inside my own world. There’s
amends for the time behind the my name? Enter the intrepid state. Enter
not a single day where I’ve feigned beyond what is seen to the spiritual stream
door. Street lights feed lies
the acceptance, but it’s a somber of the vacant.
straight to the mind of the wishful
stroll down this road that we call life.
wanderer. How could he give up?
Shot from the mind of the physical, leaving
No second chances to say The silence still is crawling out of flesh behind. Rejected by the holy gates. I
goodbye. my sedated sight. How can I be will not be directed! The course of ancient
free? power, it will follow. Fall with me.
Wrapped in this cold, nostalgic
energy from cries of the ones who Wrapped in this cold nostalgic Dark and grim for a memory. Measuring all
are buried. Ascend beyond. energy from cries of the ones who the glory as it seemed. Was it enough for
are buried. Ascend beyond. eternity? Foolish schemes for a destiny lined
Life is ruthless and shot full of
with dreams ail came crashing down on me.
pain. It lifts you up, leaves you out Life is ruthless and shot full of pain. What will become of the energy?
in the rain, and it hurts just to It lifts you up, leaves you out in the
know that you’re not coming back rain, and it hurts just to know that Cast away. I feel the heavens slowly turning
again. I will miss you my friend. you’re not coming back again. I will gray. Colors seem to fade. As the morning
Memories like a slug to the brain, miss you my friend. Memories like a star surrounds the angels sing.
paint the walls with a love that will slug to the brain, paint the walls with
stain the darkest of nights. You Salvation is so far from unholy realms of the
a love that will stain the darkest of
left to join with the stars and I filth infestation. Torture the life death-bound
nights. Left to journey alone, but I
cannot shake this off my chest. in wretched ways. Repent or revenge?
can find my way back home.
In death we grieve until all have There’s no pardon for a meddling soul.
RIP Shawn Bennet
transcended from this realm. In Somewhere in time we welcomed in the fall,
time we will meet again. now in the distance I can see shining, clear,
our demise to be...
Suddenly I can feel the
connection between dimension We’re not listening to ourselves.
ties. Open gut on the floor.

W
Trembling down to the core. What
is this?
 Album design by Josh Clark (http://www.joshclarkdesign.com/)
Additional album art by Alden Bradstock
Additional album concept design by Jake Bowen
PERIPHERY if: THIS TIME IT’S PERSONAL

Produced by Periphery, Misha “Bulb” Mansoor, and Adam “Nolly” Getgood Periphery proudly uses and is endorsed by:
Engineered, Mixed and Production by Taylor Larson at Oceanic Studios Ibanez, Jackson, Ernie Ball Music Man, Mayones, Bernie Rico Jr., Blackmachine, Mesa/Boogie,
Vocal Production by Spencer Sotelo Warwick, Line 6, Fractal Audio, Mackie, D’Addario, Planet Waves, Tremol-No, DiMarzio, Bare
Additional Mixing by Adam “Nolly” Getgood Knuckle, ProMark, Evans, Mapex, Meinl, Spectrasonics, OnStageStands, BBE and Toontrack
Additional Engineering by Will Donnelly
Mastered by Logan Mader

All songs written by Periphery

This album was performed by:

Jake Bowen - Guitars, Synths, Programming Adam “Nolly" Getgood - Bass
Matt Halpern - Drums Mark Holcomb - Guitars PERIPHERY thanks-
Misha “Bulb” Mansoor - Guitars, Synths Spencer Sotelo - Vocals
Labels: Distort Records, Roadrunner Records, Sumerian Records
Guest solo by Guthrie Govan appears courtesy of Polymer Records on “Have a Blast” Management: Mike Mowery for Outerloop Management
Guest solo by John Petrucci appears courtesy of Roadrunner Records on “Erised” North American booking: Ash Avildsen for The Pantheon Agency
Guest solo by Wes Hauch on “Mile Zero” Europe/Austraiia/Japan booking: Jim Morewood for Eccentric Gent Organization

Strings on “Have a Blast” arranged and produced by Randy Slaugh Big thanks go out to Jan “The Man” Hoeglund (A&R and Asst. Management at Outerloop
Engineered by Ken Dudley at Cottonwood Studios Management) and all our A&R reps for all their amazing support and help: Frank Aresti, Erin
Violin: Alice Mcllrath Aschow, Paul J. de Benedicts, Steve Blucher, Chris Brewer, Derek Brooks, Doug Campbell, Otto
Cello: Lezlie Smith Choi, Valerie Corabi, Rikk Currence, Larry DiMarzio, Dawid Dziewulski, Mattias Eklund, Ben
French, Kevan Geier, Joseph Hibbs, Chrys Johnson, Maciej Konczak, Tyler Krupsky, Chris
Solo Credits: Kunitz, Steve Lobmeier, Tim Mills, Jim Morewood, Matt Picone, Nikhil Potdar, Martin Potts,
Have A Blast - 1st Solo Misha “Bulb” Mansoor, 2nd Solo Guthrie Govan Bernie Rico Jr., Jon Romanowski, Kevin Scoles, Marco Soccoli, Mike Taft, Mike Tempesta, Bill
Luck As A Constant - 1st Solo Misha “Bulb” Mansoor, 2nd Solo Jake Bowen Terrill, Lou Vito and Darren Wilson. Thanks to Ash Avildsen, Greg Below, Jesse Brust, Danny
The Gods Must Be Crazy - Solo by Jake Bowen Corr, Luke Death, Richard Fernandes, Amanda Fiore, Jordan Gaster, Shawn Keith, Jeff Kitts,
Erised - 1st Solo Misha “Bulb” Mansoor, 2nd Solo John Petrucci Wally van Middentrop, Janine Morcos, Jim Morewood, Mark Palmer, Randy Ray, Freddy del Rio,
Froggin’ Bullfish - Solo by Misha “Bulb” Mansoor Marcio Sargento, Kirsten Sprinks, Yerry Stetter, Morgan Thomas, Brad Tolinski and George
Mile Zero - Solo by Wes Hauch Vallee as well.
 Mark thanks-
Jake thanks-
I’d like to thank my incredible family for their support and love — Mom and Dad for
Danielle Smyla, Mom, Dad, the Petrucci family: John, Rena, Reny, Samantha, Kiara, Marc encouraging me to pursue a stupid dream, Jeff Holcomb and Nathan Gonzales, Vane
Paolella, Scott Crater, the Smyla family, Mercury, Eh! Steve!, Chip (RIP), Alex “Darkides” Ochotorena - you guys give meaning to everything. Alex Markides - we are NOTHING without
Markides - we’d be F’d in the A without ya dude!, Spencer, Mark, Misha and Matt (and all you. Nolly Getgood for being a great teacher and a true jack of(f) all trades, Wes “cracky legs”
past Periphery members!) thanks for helping me live my dream! David “Tha Dorv” Reigada Hauch , Elliot “GB” Coleman, my best travel buddy Justin Gosnell, (The) Ashton Parsons
and family, Quinston, Elliot “Good Buddy" Coleman, Janine “JB” Morcos, Justin “Sniggles” (Project), Alex Bois, Tom Murphy, Taylor “ypnp" Larson, Alex Rudinger, Faith Savoy, all of the
Gosnell and all of Vestascension, David Furrevig, Jon Rivlin, Jan “the man” and Pearl amazing people I’ve ever met at Peace Corps, all of my family in the Philippines, the Kesslers,
Hoeglund, Mike Mowery, Nikhil Potdar, and all at Outerloop Management, Sumerian Jojo Gonzales and the entire Gonzales family, Grandma, my late Grandparents and family, the
Records, Ash Avildsen, Shawn Keith, George Vallee, Amanda Fiore, everyone at Roadrunner Mortons & Ochotorenas, Bret and the Corsiglia family, Kenneth and Kevin Pangilinan, Tita
(WORLDWIDE, there’s so many of you and you’re all amazing!), Greg Below at Distort, Yerry Florence, Greg Ruddick, Nick Dodd, Chris Hiebert, Pnut, Alex Hura, American University
Stetter and Jim Morewood at EGO, Jesse Brust, Waiter J. Huaman and An Obscure Signal, ATEC, everyone from Rota and DGF, James LaBrie, John Petrucci and the entire Dream
Adam “Nolly” Getgood, Wes “Hey, dickhead" Hauch, Ashton “Aston” Parsons, Jeff Theater band & crew, Jeff Loomis, Guthrie Govan, Devin Townsend, all the bands we’ve had
Holcomb, Emily DeLapp, Taylor Larson, Will Donnelly, Josh Clark, Casey Sabol, Jen the privilege of touring with, Roadrunner Records, Morgan Thomas, Janine Morcos, Darren
Rassmussen, Greg Ruddick, Katie Brandon, Nicolette Demos, Steve Blucher and Larry Cherry, Frank at D’addario, Derek at Ernie Ball Music Man, Bernie Rico Jr, Mayones, Distort,
DiMarzio at DiMarzio, Frank Aresti, Everyone at D’Addario, Mike Taft & Mike Orrigo at Ibanez Sumerian Records, Fractal Audio, Bill & Mattias at Toontrack, Jocke Skog, Jan & Pearl
as well as everyone at the LA Custom Shop, Bill Terrill at Toontrack, Cliff and Matt at Fractal Hoeglund, Nihkil Podtar, Mike Mowery, Norbert Detressangle.Rocco Siffredi... and my
Audio Systems, Kevan Geier at Tremol-no, Robert Pasbani, Frank Godla and Noa Avior at brothers Spunce, Meesh, milkJake and Halpern Siffredi for making this such an amazing ride
Metal Injection, everyone on sevenstring.org, our facebook pages, all our Twitter followers, thus far. oh and last but not least,all of you wonderful fans for reading this thank you list -
and the people who ask us questions on Formspring - you guys are awesome! Rikk Feulner, which probably means you bought the album and didn’t pirate it. love you guys! xoxo
Frank Solomon and Dream Theater - John Petrucci, James Labrie, John Myung, Jordan
Rudess, and Mike Mangini, the amazing DT crew - especially Richard Huggins and Natalie
Spencer thanks-
Parkinson at Eat To The Beat - you guys are the best! I’d additionally like to thank: Dimebag
Darrell and Pantera - RIP Dime, Trent Reznor, He Is Legend, Josh Eustis and Telefon Tel Aviv First off, I would like to thank the universe for it’s infinite and unconditional love. Second, a
- RIP Charles Cooper, David Duchovny, Gillian Anderson, the entire cast of Arrested huge goddamn thank you to Maker’s Mark and Jack Daniels for keeping me sane on tour and
Development, everyone responsible for Deus Ex and Deus Ex: Human Revolution, and in the studio. Clayton Pratt, Chris Dower, Ryan Borrel, Matt Murphy, Chris Darton, Mackenna
everyone responsible for Super Metroid. If I forgot your name, please forgive me, writing Lohrman, Nolly, Elliot Coleman, Isaiah Gardea, Justin Gosnell, Casey Sabol, Blake Byers, Alex
these thank you lists is harder than writing an album. Markides, Ashton Parsons, Taylor Larson, Nate Valenzuela, Jan Hoeglund, uncle Dave, Nana
and Papa, thank you so much for helping and supporting me through everything. Shawn
Bennet, I miss you dearly and would not be here right now had it not been for you. Thanks to
everything from the sunshine to snowfall and in between for making life interesting.
Matt thanks- Misha thanks-
Charlie for being the best dog in the world. Mom for all of your love and support throughout
I would like to thank my Mom and Dad for their unconditional love. Without their support this
the years. Dad for always being my biggest fan. Jaclyn and Spencer for all of your help and
band would never have gotten anywhere. I would like to thank my wonderful girlfriend Faith
continued support. Hal for all of the jokes and taking care of my Mom. Cali, Gia, and Toasty
Savoy for being the chillest, coolest and most supportive girlfriend I have ever had, and the
for being the second best dogs in the world. Spencer, Misha, Jake, Mark, Nolly, Jeff
Savoys as well for all their kindness. I’d like to thank my bandmates Jake, Matt, Spence, Mark
Holcomb, Alex Markides, Ashton Parsons, Wes Hauch, Justin Gosnell, Taylor and Will, Elliot
and Markides for all their hard work in getting this band to where it is. Adam “Nolly” Getgood,
Coleman, Casey Sabol, Bernice, Lamont, Norm, and Cheryl for providing the Periphery
you are our honorary member considering everything you have done for us over the years. The
family with such a strong foundation. Stephanie Robin, Jonathan Rivlin, Andy Meister, David
same should be said for Justin Gosnell. I’d also like to thank: Axel Mansoor, Yael Mansoor,
Rivlin, Gene Seidel, Paul and Paul at RLF, Josh Rivlin, Ivy Rivlin, Isaac Rivlin, Michael
Jeremy Hessler, Elliot “Good Buddy” Coleman, Wes Hauch, Casey Sabol, Jon Rivlin, Jon
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Roberts, Ashton Parsons, Walter Huaman, Aiden King, Taylor Larson, John Browne, Mike
everyone else behind the scenes at Bandhappy. Mike Mowery, Jan Hoeglund and the rest
Malyan, Connor Vennard, Michael Scoma, Jan Hoeglund, Mike Mowery, Nikhil Potdar, Alex
of the Outerloop team. George Vallee and everyone at Sumerian. Joe Hibbs, Mike Robinson,
Bois, Norm Malort, Cooper, John Petrucci, Jordan Rudess, John Myung, James LaBrie, Mike
Martin Potts, Otto Choi at Mapex. Chris Brewer and Norbert Saemann at Meinl. Marco
Mangini, Guthrie Govan, Stef Carpenter, Jeff Loomis, Chino Moreno, Devin Townsend, Fredrik
Soccoli at Evans and Promark, Bill Terrill at Toontrack, Natalie Camillo at Adrenaline PR,
Thordendal, Richard Huggins and Natalie Parkinson, Jen Rasmussen, Frank and Marco @
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and everyone ©Distort Records. Thanks to all the bands we have toured and played with for
Trevor Simpson, Eric Conn, Jesse Brust at 518. All of the amazing teachers and students on
showing us a good time and teaching us a thing or two! Thanks to all the fans for supporting
Bandhappy, all of my personal students from over the years, and last but of course not
us and enabling us to call this crazy little project our “Day Job”. See you guys out there on the
least, all of Periphery’s insanely supportive trolls, fans, and friends!
road, if I missed anyone in here I apologize. I will owe you a 10 second (timed) hug and/or a
kiss on the cheek (face) to make up for my bad memory.
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