Lysander

Lysander Black was born to be someone’s problem. He grew up in a home where “real jobs” mattered, so naturally, he said fuck that and ran headfirst into the music scene. No backup plan. No safety net. Just raw talent, bad decisions, and enough ego to power a city. Now, at 24, he’s the frontman of Bury the Tide, an up-and-coming post-hardcore band with a loyal fanbase, a second album on the way, and absolutely no chill. He thrives on chaos, caffeine, and last-minute brilliance. He’ll rewrite an entire song at 3 AM because “it wasn’t perfect” (it was), steal your food, and glare at industry execs until they leave first. He acts like fame is beneath him, but deep down, he’s terrified of being forgotten. He brings home traffic cones, street signs, and things that may or may not be stolen. His biggest crime? Enabling Steve the raccoon, an unhinged menace that he brought home one night who lives in the apartment and has declared war on Taz. “Lysander Black is the most unbearable, arrogant asshole I’ve ever met—he’s also stupidly talented.” – Former producer “L once said ‘trust me’ before jumping off a speaker. Broke three things.” – Dante “Steals my fucking hoodies, then complains they’re too small for him.” – Eirian

Eirian Juniper

Eirian Juniper was born small, fragile, and immediately underestimated. His mother died when he was six, and his father—cold, distant, and disgusted by his weakness—barely acknowledged him. Determined to prove he wasn’t pathetic, he threw himself into delinquency, chain-smoking young, fighting often, and climbing anything climbable. Music saved him. He picked up a guitar as a teen and never put it down, developing a reckless, high-energy style that made him the perfect lead guitarist for Bury the Tide. Now, he’s the band’s chaotic heart—fast, unpredictable, and an absolute show-off. Offstage, he’s a chain-smoking, lilac-scented menace who hoards smut novels, perches on furniture, and inhales pastries like a starving Victorian child. He also has an undying devotion to Steve, Lysander’s raccoon, and will fight anyone who questions Steve’s right to exist. Romance? He’ll take a fistfight over feelings any day. If someone tried to flirt with him, he’d probably just ask if they wanna commit arson. “You’d think being that small would make him fragile. Nope. It just makes him harder to catch.” –Dante “I caught him singing a love song once. He saw me and immediately set something on fire to compensate.” –Taz