Everything stems from real experiences but I do also have a very vivid imagination. A song lyric gets easily carried away with itself and can end up somewhere I’d never have predicted.

Because there’s beauty in the breakdown.

Once I actually get in the studio and I start working, I’m fine, but it’s just getting there and these hours of torment with myself and self doubt, thinking ‘I’m useless’ and ‘Who am I, conning myself into thinking I can do it again.’

I’m never gonna go into a studio and work for a whole year non-stop. Just every day on my own in the studio working, it’s just too damn hard.

It’s been so amazing. I’ve always struggled with this barrier that I felt like I’d had up until blogging came along. Just one comment from somebody really sparks something in me. It doesn’t need to be this huge war between me and the listeners anymore. I really thrive on that.

I just love crafting and shaping sounds. Actually, many of the sounds that I work with start off as organic instruments – guitar, piano, clarinet, etc. But I do love the rigidity of electronic drums.

I get so fed up with the making of an album taking over my life – it’s all I can think about or talk about. You find yourself in a rut and lacking inspiration and it’s hard to get out of that because I’m working alone in the studio.

I just love crafting and shaping sounds... I like to breathe my own life into these sounds

Oily marks appear on walls / Where pleasure moments hung before

The gloves are like a second skin. They are part of me. An extension of me. I become hyperreal.