Massive thanks and undying loyalty for the blood, sweat, abunbdant talent, and wonderful friendships of the following: Sam, Jayson, Daniel @ Ogun's Will/Killdevil Studios, Pierre @ Mystery Productions, Lynn @ End.User./Sonicterror [king for a night], Emily, Scott & all of Objective Reality, Chris Ramsey and all of the crazy breaking-and-entering pirates at King Snake Sound [we owe you everything], Terry [for GETTING it], Prost & Smith @ MindFluxFuneral [best drums in the world], Jay @ Egosplint [for everything], Mark @ Exdeath [keep killing those hanging pictures], Rob & co. @ Monstrum Sepsis [it was absolutely beautiful], Ash, John, Jeremy and friends, Adam & Gwen [happy b-day! Lunar Event rocks!], Grier & Bentley, Levelnine, those little kids that flyered for us, the crowds that helped us smash all those televisions [we'll have pics], the cops [for bending the law and being on our side], Alyda [for working with us instead of against us], Diane [for at least understanding], Eric Weddle, Marty & Mary, Mike & Amy, Chris Urgya [you gave us that first chance], Jared [hope it works out with the gf], the Game Preserve and its crew, TD, Ben Bahil, the Power Puff Girls tapes [for easing the fear], and those that came, the brave souls that weathered the 8-turned-15-hour event with flying colors. Anyone we forgot: you still rock!

No thanks: Club 213 [except Diane], the Indianapolis NUVO, everyone that laughed, everyone that left, everyone that complained or said it couldn't be done. By the end of the night, we had proven you all wrong. Good luck with your profit margins and your mainstream successes: we're on to better things. You know who you bastards are.