TimennemiT by Hyosis

Hyosis extends thanks to: Jarred S. for being the impetus of everything, Thomas S. for further inspiration, Calvin S. for showing us up on the art of jazz, Ansel H. for helping Calvin S. with such a feat, Sigrid H. for convincing us this had an audience, Jimmy N. for supporting us from the very start of everything and lending lights, Ty M. for being tall and bringing the sadz to the Century harder than anyone, Little-Foot for bringing an unwilling audience, Aiden C. for being a fluffy bunny, Greg S. for proving this is all possible and supporting the house, Ben N. for showing up on time to each show, N. for inspiration and artwork and poetry, Quinn F. for playing us on late-night radio, Chad A. for being a thing to write about, Sierra T. for giving us something to base the sound off of, Ollie A. for infinite inspiration, Jacob S. for the love of it all and inspiration, Garrison N. for direct proof that this is possible, The Northern Run for motivation, Christopher A. for further blowing our minds at Spook Central, Ghost Camp for helping us in our time of need, Zach R. for dancing his ass off like noone is watching, Will S. for being our biggest fan and the loveliest guy in the pit, Nate A. for being jolly and using a bronze excuse to not come to Love Train, Simi K. for making the melodica badass, Vanessa L. for trying, Austin B. for not dancing next to my drums, Pat B. for teaching us the phrygian mode, Mary M. for the Santa suit, Aivry C. for showing up and enjoying the show, Nick M. for playing the euphonium, Andy G. for being the most punk rock person we know, Mom for birthing me, Dad for bangin’ mom, Meg F. for writing about us in the school newspaper, Cam R. for soldering the oil can, Anthony A. for being the only acceptable dabber, Jacob D. for playing guitar in-between sets, Chadwick S. for being the first concert Reigh ever went to, Andrew B. for funding that concert, Carter B. for playing that sax for a little while, BHS Jazz Ensemble for JAZZ, Theodor G. for teaching us how to rhyme, Kali K. for supporting us all the time, Denise R. for letting us borrow your guitar forever, The EONS for being you, Steve D. for opening your home, Aja A. for having a cool name, Bonnie B. for showing us the way, Cally L. for supporting our fans, Addie M. for being at all of our concerts, Shawn B. for throwing sticks at us all, Jill C. for teaching us the quarter note, Our respective parents for banging each other, Madison A. for being okay after falling off the stool, The trombone section for being lively, Breneg H. for playing tuba, Rodrick J. for walking the bass, Zach P. for being the sound guy, Mr. Clean for your magic erasers, Kyle R. for going your own way

"If we are unable to unify the past, present, and future of the sentence, then we are similarly unable to unify the past, present, and future of our own biographical experience of life. By molding the past into visual mirages or stereotypes, we effectively abolish any practical sense of the future and of the collective project, thereby leaving the thinking of future change to sheer cataclysm."