My Head's A Carousel Of Pictures And

It's Dangerous To Buy Into Praise And Criticism For What You Do When You're Trying To Present Your Music To People. I Don't Ignore It Completely, But I Don't Dwell On It Too Much.

I've Never Conceptualized Much Of What I Write About. Maybe, Once I'm Onto Something, I'll Conceptualize A Finished Record. I Want The Songs To Tie Together And Make Sense Together. I'm Not Like, "oh, I Want To Explore This Idea." That's Just Not How The Creative Process Works For Me. It's More Like Something Strikes Me, Or Finds Me, And Then I Wrestle With It After That. I Don't Sit Back In My Armchair, Like, "what Kind Of Philosophy Can I Explore Today?"

I've Thought About The Idea Of, 'can Happiness And Creativity Co-exist?' So Much Of What I've Done, I Think, Has Been Based On Being Dissatisfied Or Incomplete Or Lonely. The Answer Is, 'there Isn't An Answer, Necessarily.

I Think There's A Danger, For Me At Least, In Retreating And Going Inward And Depression. I Have To Stay Diligent Against That Tendency.

So When Your New Eyes Meet Mine They Won't See No Lies, Just Love.