My Favorite Time Of Day Is To

I Like To Combine The Dramatic Emotional Warmth Of Strings With The Grooves And Body Business Of Drums And Bass.

I'm Being Probably Naïve, But I Would Like To Think That Once Something Moves You And You Have An Emotional Involvement With It, And You See Some Relevance In It To Your Own Life, Then It's A Little Bit Harder, Maybe, To Look At The People That Produced It As Being Just Exotic Others That Don't Have Any Connection To You Or Relevance To You.

I Sense The World Might Be More Dreamlike, Metaphorical, And Poetic Than We Currently Believe--but Just As Irrational As Sympathetic Magic When Looked At In A Typically Scientific Way. I Wouldn't Be Surprised If Poetry--poetry In The Broadest Sense, In The Sense Of A World Filled With Metaphor, Rhyme, And Recurring Patterns, Shapes, And Designs--is How The World Works. The World Isn't Logical, It's A Song.

Real Beauty Knocks You A Little Bit Off Kilter.

Obviously, You Go Through A Lot Of Emotional Turmoil In A Divorce.