Lei and Clak Deamen of Mic Peen Ive Never Had A Friend Like Me

A Senio Degee Recial b Gaham Ring

WEDNESDAY APRIL TH AT PM Fee and oen o he blic a inlcommhk Ie Nee Had a Fiend Like Me Wedneda, Apil 14, 2021 7:30pm

I. Ja W T 2 AM Sa Rb S Eba Chi Clak-Johnon (he/him) 21, gia Elia Qinn Williamon (he/hem) 21, dm Sae Baa (he/him) 23, eno aophone II. Song

Ea Ca G H Cb Aa/S M F

Inemiion (5 min) Ha Ha, H H b S ad T Fa S

R: H A Y D? L T M Mad Scc

III. Eleconic T S O M P F A #8: T N Pa Rc ad Sa Ca M F V T C Ea Ec Sa N Lad Sc

A Bief Noe: Fi of all, hank o o mch fo chooing o ach/lien o m enio ecial. Tonigh (o an ime i ma be fo o) i going o be nlike a andad enio ecial. I hae deigned i o be conmed alone, ih headphone. While i abolel can be p on a big ceen and haed ih fiend, fo he be epeience I old ecommend o face i alone o ih omeone o cheih, a he effec of iolaion de o COVID-19 ae eiden hogho he ecial in aio amon. Tonigh o ill ee iolaed ja pefome, a olo inge/ongie, and a compoe in olide pefoming aio le of mic. Nomall I old peak beeen piece, giing an inigh ino he ceaion of hem, b onigh e ae dianced. I hae inead haed hoogh pogam noe hich I imploe o o ead a he ill help o ndeand he big pice. Once again, hank o fo being hee. I hope o enjo he ho. Tets & Lrics (fo lage e/digial eion click hee) Ea

Don’t feel right, unless you’re here. Right beside me, steering me clear Won’t sleep tonight, what will I do? Not a blink babe, till I hear you. I can hope, that you’ll see, blinking dots, suddenly Euphoria, Never let me leave this moment Euphoria, Why can’t you stay

Got my eyes peeled, feel my heartbeat. Pacing my porch, watching tac street Then I hear it, your gray volvo. I know I have through tomorrow Running down, grab my keys, see your face, suddenly Euphoria, I don’t want to see tomorrow Euphoria, Why won’t you stay?

I can miss you, when I’m with you. Cause I know that, you’ll be gone soon. Tears are leaking, turn my lights off. My mind’s screaming, “somethings wrong.” Hold me tight, take a breathe, close our eyes, and we’ll feel Euphoria, let us stay here for forever Euphoria, always just one day Euphoria, end me right here I can’t take it Euphoria, I just wish you’d stay. I just wish you’d stay.

Ca G H

Brown eyed girl, about 1, shipped off to London living the dream Getting into trouble every single week, kickin ass in field hockey Going into Camden Town for beer, young and dumb got nothing to fear School year ends gotta say goodbye, no more Lucy in The Sky You were so happy, till you’d leave. Got no time to sit and grieve. Your friends, your digs, your wine, your cigs All gone in the blink of an eye

Well you can’t go back to your family and you won’t make it back to the country In which you came of age, Wish it wasn’t so. And you’ll never make it back to photographs, they came, they went, the time has passed Nothing stays the same, Everything will change

Spending your days at the Wapsi river, getting home to onion and liver Mindy Mark and Kim and Kent and all of what it represents. Towns so small you can see it now, Frozen in time in your mind Like a friend you haven’t seen in nearly half a century Sadly that’s the only place, you’ll get to see your brothers face Kim is gone and so much more, only you can see before

1 See you can’t go back to Iowa, almost like it never was. Less and less will feel the same, what a damn shame. You’re never gonna be 1, crossing state lines just to get a drink. Nothing stays the same, everything will change.

Well I guess that just leaves me now, didn’t even leave my hometown Just a half hour from the place, I was born, grown, and raised. Standing still, I feel it too. Everything around me seems so new Like I’m in a brand new place, don’t recognize a single face I’d love to go back to , let me see it all with a developed mind. I want more than I could know, to keep myself from growing up.

Cause I’ll never make it back to my childhood, God damn I wish I really could Everything must go, this much I know I can’t go back to seventeen, brave and sweet and so naive. Nothing stays the same, everything will change. Breaks my heart we’ll never see when I was like you and you were like me Mom and Pops I love you so, this much I know Time’s not here to stay with us, It just caught another bus Well don't you know You can’t ever go home

Cb Aa /S M F (cd S W bac ac a)

In the studio doin’ what we do. I’m off to college, but learning more from you. Giving us some rhythm on those keys. Even lying down a line on the bass. I went from chillin’ to making you a villain, I forgot forgiveness forbodes good visions. I spent some time to work on me, you were hella busy doing you.

Even when things crumble apart, you’ll still be my favorite part.

Back in those days life was pretty simple. We kept it light, kept it tight, kept it civil. Then we went our separate ways, only seeing you on holidays. Thinking ‘bout if I never would’ve left, too much in my head. I gotta press play to just

Set me free, on a maiden voyage out to see what it’s like to be.

Even when things crumble apart you’ll always be my favorite part. Even though we’ll drift apart you’ll still be in my heart.

Set me free, on a maiden voyage out to see what it’s like to be

2 R: H A Y D?

I used to ask you, is it easy for you to stay and fight another day? You always said that I’d find my own path where I’ll be okay. Okay... I came to find that I was an outcast seeking to be a runaway. What I didn’t know was, my thoughts were poison. Not quite okay. Okay When judgement comes, I think I’ll stay. Clawing, climbing out of my own grave to say I’m okay. This is my burden, cursed by a question: “Hey are you doing okay?” Sing me to sleep please, help me forget this. Then I’ll be okay Okay Okay Okay.

L M

You are my oldest enemy. My muse, my amphetamine. Up awake past 3 in the morning. No rest, no sleep. Why do I sit here nightly waiting to see a change, a new me. Why can’t I just be carelessly happy? No fear, just glee. - Instrumental Interlude - Somehow my greatest melody is pain, is beauty. Killing me slowly till I’m on my knees. So please, give me peace.

Mad Scc

Emotionless, cursed by a kiss of death, despair, a trap, a snare. Simply lacking of a soul, no goals. No memories to unfold, no destiny to behold. Put it simply you’re an android deployed by Freud to figure out the meaning of your dreaming. Stealing our thoughts making them your own, gotta learn to love, gotta learn to grow.

My steel worker bee. I’ll build you to see what we dream. To grow. You won’t feel a thing. No joy or misery. Find how to love.

What is my purpose? Why do I think? Who is my creator? What do they want with me? How can I learn to love? How can I become one with feeling?

3 T S O M P F (igge aning: dg e)

. I remember the sheer amount. I thought I was just sick, like I had been when I was younger. I got the swine flu in the 5th grade, I remember missing two whole weeks of school. That was an illness. I felt sick. This was .

It was about January when I first felt , and it stayed the same until February. It was in March I stopped being able to eat. was too much. kept me from getting hungry. I found that the munchies could convince my body otherwise, so I turned the green in my wallet into a leaf. At least, then I could eat. I ate less, kept me full.

I guess the worst part became sleeping. I couldn’t sleep without creeping in. was in my dreams. A little bit more green put me to sleep, but it didn’t keep me asleep. I dreamt of . I thought it would leave me any moment. I forgot life without .

kept me fed. kept me awake. kept me driven until April, when green couldn’t help me overcome it. made everything so much harder. was . By May th, I couldn’t eat more than half a saltine cracker a day. fed me 3 meals a day and I always had leftovers. made me regret the half a saltine too much. stopped being like anything I’d ever felt. made it hard to walk.

Something about overwhelmed me eventually. led me to the doctor. kept me in the waiting room. That’s when it happened. was too much for my body. walked me across the street to the emergency room. put my body in shock. They didn’t have green, but they had things meant for this . was seen on tests. Something about white blood cells. I thought filled me up, but was just pushing my organs against one another.

Soon enough they cut

out. The size of my pinky finger.

4 M F V T T C S Ea Ec

What keeps you awake at night?

Well I’d have to say above all it’s the fear. The general disdain of what is coming. I didn’t realize it was paranoia until I was in my 20’s, and I only started my 20’s a year ago. It’s all new to me in an odd way. I’ve always had problems with sleep, but now I understand them. That’s its own animal. Its own conquest of trial and error. Of sleepiness. Of pushing off something that comes each and every single day. The main thing is, it’s a lot better than it used to be A lot easier without the voices.

The voices? Who’s voices? I’d like to think it’s some combination of everyone I’ve ever met. It began when I was young. Really young, maybe or so, that’s the earliest I remember it. They don’t say much USUALLY. Mostly, it’s my name. Whispered, softly spoken, again and again. It’s less about discernable sound and more of an impression. Like a bustling coffee shop where you can’t quite hear anybody. Like white noise, but voices.

You said, Usually?

Sometimes they don’t play by the rules. Sometimes they get louder than anything from the real world. They shout, yell, begin to distort and steal my thoughts away until I feel nothing but fear and anguish. I can become angry, volatile, and act in ways that don’t feel like myself. It doesn’t happen too often, and when it does I know what to do. I know how to convince myself of what is real again.

Do you hear them every night still?

I don’t. About 3 years ago I began taking a medication that prevents me from hearing them. While I began to get rather good at tuning them out myself, they always made it nearly impossible to sleep soundly.

Do you ever miss them?

In an odd way, I do. I spent so much of my life believing that it was an ordinary fact of life that every person had some lingering voices inside their head. I didn’t realize that I was unique until they were on their way out the door. It was a constant. A presence. I didn’t notice immediately they left, but after a few weeks I noticed it had been a peaceful period of time. Regardless, I know they’ll never fully leave me. It’s only a suppression, but a rather strong one at that.

5 Sage Ne Lad

I’ve never had a friend quite like me. I’ve always been there for myself, especially when things have been tough.

I’ve never had a friend ask “what do you think about late at night?” A friend who stayed awake until everyone else had fallen asleep and the sun was coming up for a reason they didn’t understand. I’ve never had a friend tell the teacher to send them to detention during a class party. A friend who’d rather sit in a dreary room than spend time with his real friends.

I’ve never had a friend who believed in demons, real ones. Living inside us. At least one that’s been accounted for. I’ve never had a friend who seemed to do best in solitude, up until the moment they actually didn’t.

I’ve never had a friend write music with harsh noises and grating sounds to calm themselves down. I’ve never had a friend create audio experiences to lull their body and heart to sleep because nothing else would.

I’ve never had a friend come so far. A friend who dedicated their life to preventing the 10th leading cause of death in the US in someone they cared about.

I’ve never had a friend teach me so much about love and compassion. A friend who was forced to learn or face the great unknown.

I’ve never had a friend like me

Program Notes

2 AM Sa: Hae o ee aken a long alk a oo lae a nigh ih a lo on o mind? I a ofen o and abo aond he ho of 2-4 am hen I oe hi, finding peace in he anili of dakne and iolaion. Id like o hink ha he lo 2-feel backing he band pla i omeone logging along a hei on pace e ligh ino he eening j like me. The bidge pick hing p fo a momen befoe coming o a calm eole opping poin, a I ala fond ha a bi of adene make ening home on a nighime alk all he bee.

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Rb S: I didn ie Rb S abo a peon, b ahe a place. While I a ding aboad in London I decided o eek o ja clb in diffeen pa of on. One nigh, I fond melf a Rb Ba & Longe in Dalon. I a aining heail, omehing I hadn planned fo. Thee een man place open o a d o I dcked ino he ba a bi eal. Afe alking ih he baende abo he ho I ealied I had acall aied 2 ho befoe he ho. Wih nohee ele o go neab and nohing ele o do, I e p ome noebook on a able and decided o j ai i o. Afe a fe dink and a cople page oh of ne idea, people began o lol ickle in. The band aied and I ickl go ecied, a I hadn head lie Ja in ie ome ime. The plaed a fe of m faoie: Fdd Fad, A T, and Ladbd. Somehing abo hei endiion of Ladbd ck ih me, and I fond melf looking p he change o he ne. Afe liening o he band pla fo a fe ho, I fond melf ih a e of change a he end of he nigh. Wiho a band o piano o e hem o on, I began o conc a melod ha I hogh old ond nice and eploe he inicacie of he hamonic ce. When I eenall a able o pla hogh he melod and he hamon I fond melf in loe ih he feeling and emoional conen and phed melf o finih he ne. Ie come o beliee ha he poce of iing i iho an inmen o hea i on i ha ceaed hi e paicla mood and Im ecied o hae i ih o onigh.

Eba: While on a ain o Glago (and limael Edinbgh) I fond melf boing he inene ing o find o ho o definiel pononce Edinbgh. I fond e ickl i a fa fom Eden-Bg. The eaie a I a i eplained a if o ee calling o o o fiend Edin aco he ee: He! Edin! Bh! I fond ome local (ih he igh amon of a local mal) ee moe inclined o hoen i a mch a poible. Th e hae Emba. Thoe ame local gae me a ip abo a local ine cella ha did ja nigh once a eek and I j happened o be in on long enogh o be aond. Afe a fe ho of enjoing he pefomance and pii he band aked if anbod aned o i in. I hadn plaed ba in 2 monh de o no haing acce o one hile ding aboad in London o I kne I had o ake he chance. We plaed a ne o o of hei hen I called Ladbd. Ding m olo I cagh he aenion of ie a fe folk and een gaheed ome applae (fo a ba olo? I kno igh!). The epeience lef a mak on me and o I choe o memoialie i in ong. I kne ha he change ee gonna be a I lef ha nigh, b I en hogh man melodie befoe I fel omehing cach m ea abo a eek lae. I finihed i ha nigh hen fond o Id be leaing o go home onl ho lae.

7 Ea: One of he hade pa abo eall loing omeone i pending ime apa fom hem. I can leae a hole in o hea and deaae o. I can be bad enogh o migh een fea i hile oe ih hem, knoing i' coming hen o a goodbe. Thi fea i ha Ea i abo a i coe. Ding he chool ea m pane and I lie apa aending diffeen college. I he eekend hen e picall enie and pend ime ogehe. A Ie come o cae moe fo hee eekend I ofen ih e cold pe pae and j lie in he momen foee a ime foe ill aond . Unfonael, I can, b ha doen mean I on deam abo i.

Ca G H: When I a aigned o ie abo he concep of home in m ongiing cla hi em I fond melf a an impae. A I had pen moe and moe ime aa fom he place I ge p, each ip back fel le and le like home. I fond melf feeling moe and moe diconneced fom he people and place I ed o pend all m ime. I came aco a noel eniled Yo Can Go Home Again b Thoma Wolfe. The book in ho i abo an aho ho ie a beelling noel abo hi home on onl o en o find i no longe acceped him becae of he epeenaion inide of hi noel. I bogh p he concep ih m dad, ho began o eplain o me all he ime in hi life he fel i. Whehe i geing lo in o old neighbohood o no being able o ake back con ail o he ie i a nieal apec of going old. Afe an ineie ih m dad I ealied m mom had he on fom of Yo Can Go Home Again. She pen he adolecen in England a a boading chool, ofen geing ino oble o neaking o o do aio eenage aciiie. Afe gadaing high chool, he ia an o and he fond heelf en back o a place he didn conide home. Since hen, he han been able o make i back. In fac in Apil of 2020 he a finall e o en. Obiol he didn make i.

Cb Aa/S M F: Befoe coming o Lei and Clak o become a compoe eaodinaie I a gien he geae gif one cold ee eceie a a going-aa peen: a peonalied ondclod ap ack fom m o be fiend. A I ecenl liened o i, I ealied ho diffeenl I hogh abo mic j ea ago. I ed o look ino a old iho ndeanding i, b no I lie ihin i. Man hing hae changed in he pa 4 ea, b m loe fo mic han diminihed.

R: H A Y D? When I a onge and ill coming o em ih ceain apec of m life, Id ak m fiend abo hei lie o o make ene of mine. When I ealied hing abo melf ee diffeen I began o ac o. I fond melf lahing o a people ho ee concened abo me impl becae I didn an o eplain melf. I an nil I le people back in ha I old mind he eion le.

L M: In man a, Ie been iing L M foee. Wha iniiall a an eecie in a moe fee compoiion mehod ned o o be a piece Id been hinking abo fo ea. I oe

he melod fo m on oice iing igh a he boom of m ange. I fond ha eing he e came eaie han I oiginall hogh, a if I had ien i in a pa life. The piece became e mediaie fo me, o I compoed aond ha feeling and ceaed a ahe imple ond pace o ok ih. I hink e all hae a lee o oele ha e ie coninol, hehe ha one ha chonicle and achie o ciicie and ciie.

Mad Scc: Pice hi: Im a mad cieni in a lab ho ha been aked ih eaching he old o loe. In a fi of geni I ceae a obo ipped of all emoion ih onl he diecie o lean ho o loe b ealing hman hogh. Yoe go i, ha Mad Scc. The piece i pli ino o pa each fom a diffeen pepecie. The fi i fom me (a a mad cieni) alking o m ceaion a I bild i. The econd i fom m obo monoi a i aake ino he old ealiing i i alone, bae of all feeling, and m lean ho o loe. I ed an ocae ipling effec on m oice fo he ng pa and a e o peech geneao fo he pepecie of m andoid ceaion.

T S M P F: Afe a ahe bad a o 2018 (ell ge o i), I began o ggle ih chonic naea and a ong lack of appeie. While a fi I a ie b and didn noice, afe a fe monh I came o he conclion ha omehing a ong. In Oegon i i legal fo anone aboe he age of 18 o appl fo a Medical Maijana Cad gien he hae a condiion ha i deemed eaable b cannabi. Afe conling ih m pima cae phician, I applied and a gien a pecial licene o hop in cannabi dipenaie. I fond m appeie a no longe ppeed ih he help of hi ne medicaion and I a alo leeping bee ince I fel le naeo. A fe moe monh paed and hing ee no longe geing bee. I a feeling baniall oe each da and no amon of cannabi cold ai me in conming food. While a a doco appoinmen, he naea I a ed o feeling ned ino pain and he iaion ecalaed. Lckil, I a onl aco he ee fom an emegenc oom and a able o alk oe and check in. Afe a fe ho of aiing, i a dicoeed ha I had appendicii and needed an opeaion fo emoal ha da. Ill nee foge he a I fel afe I oke p fom ge, o ho hocked I a hen I fond o ha appendice ae onl abo he ie of a pink. Colde on i a a dodgeball. I oe hi poem a an aignmen in an Ino o Poe cla in Fall of 2018 monh lae o eflec. I a eail m be ok fo he em. I didn ie he eleconic piece nil Fall of 2020. The compoiion of hi piece gae me a lo of inpiaion fo he one of ha m hole ecial old be and he hape i old ake.

A #8: T N Pa: (igge aning: elf-ham, icide/icidal ideaion) In Jana of 2018, I had a eee menal healh cii hich hopialied me. I had begn o pial a fe da pio and hing ook a ahe dak n. I had eigned melf o a deciion nobod hold make, hinking I a alone. I en a lee inended o be m final conac o a fiend, ho noiced omehing a e ong. She immediael anpoed me o he hopial and I a able o ge he help I needed. I am in a mch bee place no and ge anone ggling ih depeion o an menal illne o eek he help o need. Thee ae ala eaon o a, and hee ae ala people o alk o. If o o a fiend ae epeiencing

hogh of elf-ham o icidal ideaion he Naional Sicide Peenion Lifeline i aailable a 1-800-273-8255. The Lifeline poide 24/7, fee and confidenial ppo fo people in die, peenion and cii eoce fo o o o loed one, and be pacice fo pofeional. Afe ecoeing and eing p a ppo em, I hae lied eeda of m life diffeenl. Being aae of m on hogh and feeling ha alloed me o deelop ceaiel, a a mician, and a a peon. A #8: T N Pa i m epone o he een ha occed 3 ea ago a ell a an oeall eflecion on he een ha ea ha led o i. The piece i boken ino 4 moemen, hich occ a a chonological imeline of m life. I i aobiogaphical and 100% facal, epeening melf in he flle een poible.

Rc ad Sa: I choe o begin he ie ih an homage o m childhood and he impliic da of m pa. I ceaed a pace ing a fe fond ond and ineeing ample, b I fel he piece a lacking omehing fo a e long ime. I an nil I came aco an old YoTbe ideo of m bohe and I opening a ii on chima ha i all came ino nc. The piece hen aniion ino anohe pojec I oe abo chool childen. Thi inne-ecion i in 7, o ge ead o con.

Ca: Cah i he momen hing go ong. The pial of hopelene conming o. I oe i abo a ime hee I fel melf going mad. When aionali failed and I began o make illogical deciion. I fel ehilaaing in he o a. Once I a o I ealied ho big of a miake I had made. Thi a he bigge ake-p call I cold eceie; a bleing in ha a a mch a a ce in ohe.

M F V T T C S Ea Ec: If i an clea fom he e, hi i an epeienial piece baed on eal life encone I hae had in m eeda life. I laeed adio of melf peaking, a ne one podcion deice I ceaed called SceamBo, a ell a adio fom a coffee hop o imiae he inp eceied fom adio hallcinaion. While hi in eacl ha i ond like, i he cloe Ie been able o ge i. If o fond he piece jaing and chaoic hen oe ndeood he ppoe of i.

Sa N Lad: I began he final moemen of m ie on Apil 7h, a eek befoe oda. I kne ha o l finih off he o, i had o be omehing ne. An eolion. I choe o e hi piece o eflec on he ile of m ecial, a phae ha popped ino m mind and didn anna leae. Coming o em ih he hing ha hae made me ho I am ha been a long jone and one ha eole each and ee da. Appeciaing hee hing ha make me diffeen ha bogh inne peace and a ene of gaide fo he engh eied o go and ecoe fom pain.

10 Sc: Thi la piece i one ha I oe on a ho pink, child-ied gia I go fo fee j nigh befoe leaing fo college. Somehing abo he one of he in gia ala a ih me in a paicla a, o I hogh Id hae i ih o. The ime ha hi piece ake p i mean fo o, he liene o gond oelf and ela afe he enion and eio one of he la piece.

Le oelf enjo he momen befoe e depa each ohe compan fo he eening.

Acknoledgemen Fi and foemo, hank o o m paen Mick and Chiine fo ala ppoing m deam of ceaing mic.Whehe ha mean conle ca ide o eheaal and pefomance o helping me b an accodion fom a ange in hi baemen on caigli oe ala been hee o help in haee a o cold. Thank o o Rand Poe, fo ecoding and miing he Ja poion. Thank o o Dan Balme fo helping me okhop melodie ino cha. Thank o o Rebecca Jodan Smih fo helping me channel m inne Cohen. Thank o o Daniel Lee, m high chool ochea dieco. Afe ome conincing, o alloed me o condc a half-baked compoiion of mine ih he ochea m enio ea a he ine conce. I a o encoagemen ha made me beliee I cold be a compoe. Thank o o m pane of 6 ea Kahleen Wad, ho i ala hee o ell me hen m mic i a bi mch o oo ca. Yoe head i all befoe he adience and ala make me feel like he bigge ocka in he old. Yo accepance of melf and all of he chao ha bing gie me he confidence o be ho I am ee ingle da. I loe o. Thank o o Dae Capein, o ala kep i eal ih me and eleaed m ba plaing, eamok, and oeall micianhip hogh o eaching. Thank o o Caol Biel fo helping me ge m piano chop p. Een if Im no plaing Bach anmoe, I ill e he kill o ned in me fo ea. Thank o o Michael Johanon, Depamen Chai and Pofeo of Mic. I ill emembe o fi meeing hen I a a popecie den in o office in 2016. Afe liening o a fe MIDI inepeaion of m eal compoiion, o began o meno me in a a ha ha alloed me o floih and eploe fa beond anhing I belieed melf o be capable of. Thank o o Jeff Leonad, ee ild and aggeie hing I bogh o a me ih an open mind and accepance. I oldn be he ai I am iho o ppo. Thank o o he plae of m ja ne, hoe name ae aboe in big lee! Yo all ee a deam o ok ih and abolel killed i. Thank o o he ondefl mician and edcao ho I didn name ha hae helped me become he peon I am oda. Thank o o The Lei & Clak Depamen of Mic, San Nne, Rebecca Gdeian, and all ohe mic facl. Mo impoanl, hank YOU fo liening/ieing/eading onigh. Wiho an adience I don ge a pace o pefom and ceae. I mean he old o me ha o decided o pend o ime liening o m mic.

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