THANKS
Nathan thanks:
My Dad (eternal love), my Mum, my step dad Dave, my brothers Andy & Dean, my brother Lee and his g/f Caz (miss you), my sister Dawn, all my neices and nephews, uncles and aunts (too many to mention!), my nan, my granddad (we'll meet again), Jessica Mayers (soul sister and best friend in the whole world), my best friends (Ashley, Sword, and Miss Luna), Sophie for giving me a chance despite what i look like, Elin (beautiful creature), everyone I hate for giving me something to live for, Matt Geaney, Dan Newstead, all the ex-members of ND and all my ex-bandmates (except Lewis Webb), Robert Smith (for the influence), Queen (greatest band of all time), everyone at Virgin MK (the Church of Metaaaaaaal!), the lovely Claire Simson (love you hunny) of Sugar Coma, Farrah and her Pussy (fanzine!), Tasha for influencing lyrical ideas, Mr B purely for the comical value, and to everyone i've missed (i'm sorry!). Much love. Extra thanks go to Sword, Paul & Steve Dave for being truly great guys and helping me realise a dream. Love you guys!
Paul offers eternal gratitude to:
Maynard James Keenan, Fat Mike, Les Claypool, Kinderfield, Terry and Mike for unfaultering friendship, Ali (for emotional baggage), Westlife for making me aware of what i h8, Alanis Morissette, TYLER DURDEN, Erm God, Jesus and the holy goat, the Champ for his knowledge of being the dang best at everything, Nervous Disposition for having me in such a fine establishment, Big Noise for their wicked drum kits, McDonalds offal, humerous lighting, and finally the loves of my life: Tool and the Deftones.
Danny wishes to show appreciation for the following:
My mummy & Daddy for having sex on the night that they did, and allowing me to start 'tub-thumping', Amy for being one of the only women brave enough to give SD a try, Primrose for allowing me to get talking to and eventually go out with Amy, 12" Phil (Anselmo) and the rest of Pantera, Abe Cunningham for giving a benchmark to aim for, Nathan for having undying faith in my drumming ability, of course Swedish metal... the whole damn swedish metal scene, James and Wenna for showing me the humour that God has (and emotional baggage), finally the makers of Kronenberg for making me want to slit Pauls throat, quit Kinderfield and join this band.
Sword slings mild appreciation at:
Nathan, the worlds sweetest fuck-up and my musical soul mate, my family for giving me the motivation to prove them wrong, my brother Will for his ceaseless sarcasm and lack of respect, any one that's fucked me off (or just fucked me), my Dad and his Buddy Holly tab books, Nationwide Credit Card Services and their omnipresent patience, the musicians whose music I murdered and continue to murder (Nirvana through to Deftones) in an attempt to improve, Matt Geaney (who doesn't say things that are not unsaid), and of course Steve Dave's mum. Oh, and my band.
daddy never said it would be like this!!!
