I Have A Horror Of Silence While

I’ve Always Been Uninterested In Boundaries Or Quarantines Between Tastes And Types, Between Mediums And Genres.

I'm Not Planning What I Listen To, Except When I Think The Music Can Guide Me To Some Emotional Place I Want To Be Reminded Of.

I Grew Up With An Artist Father, And My Parents' Friends Were Also Mainly Artists Or Writers, So He Connects What I Do With His Example.

To The Resentment That Hides Inside Love, To The Loneliness That Hides Among Companions.

Music Still Sort Of Hangs Up There In The Sky For Me As This Thing That Moves Me So Much, But I Can't Really Make It. It's Like A Car I Can't Drive.