If You Feel Blocked, Do Not Turn

The Only Goal Is In The Process. The Process Is The Thing…with Little Flashes Of Light Here And There. Those Are The Gigs, Those Are The Live Shows. But It's The Life In Between—that's All I Got.

I Want To Be Ripped Apart By Music. I Want It To Be Something That Feeds And Replenishes, Or That Totally Sucks The Life Out Of You. I Want To Be Dashed Against The Rocks.

Music Is My Mother And My Father; It Is My Work And My Rest...my Blood...my Compass...my Love.

If You Do Anything Regularly For A While, Sooner Or Later The Weirdoes Will Show Up.

Your Soul Can Fly Outward, Stringed To Your Ribcage Like A Shimmering Kite In The Shape Of An Open Hand. Be Still And Listen To The Evidence Of Your Own Holiness.