I Love Getting Out Of My Comfort

There's Still A Feeling That Uncensored Emotions Make A Good Song. They Don't. Pure Emotion Is Just Somebody Screaming At You, Or Crying. It Doesn't Communicate Anything. It Has To Be Mediated With Some Skill And Craft, In Order To Communicate It To A Second, A Third, Or A Fourth Person. That Doesn't Make It Any Less Real. And It Doesn't Make It Any Less True. But It Does Mean That, Yeah, It's The Combination That Makes It Work.

If I'm Feeling That I Have An Angle Or Something To Say Or Something Where In A Way I'm Having A Conversation With Myself, That's Immensely Pleasurable.

Analysis Is Like A Lobotomy. Who Wants To Have All Their Edges Shaved Off?

Software Constraints Are Only Confining If You Use Them For What They're Intended To Be Used For.

There's Something About Music That Encourages People To Want To Know More About The Person That Made It, And Where It Was Recorded, What Year It Was Done, What They Were Listening To, And All This Kind Of Stuff. There's Something That Invites All This Obsessive Behavior.