People are obstacles.
Dim lights, empty beds, sterile interiors....daddy and mommy engaged in a knife fight...a crowd in a crowded room with nothing in common...a little boy wanting escape and wondering why he can't fly like the birds can...windows that face a narrow alleyway...bits and fragments of jokes told...a clock that goes backward as well as forward...
Have you performed live in front of an audience? Any special memories?
In my head...where my brain is...
Your musical influences
Every sound and discouraging word that has ever been heard.
