The different social forces that affected my parents' lives or my friends' lives or I saw around me became essential for me to write about.

I've had an experience through music that has touched almost every part of me. It educated me in ways that I didn't get educated in school. So we try to lay on a bit of that, through being funny, being serious, playing hard.

Is there anybody alive out there?

Work creates an enormous sense of self and I saw that in my mother. She was an enormous, towering figure to me in the best possible way. I picked up a lot of things from her in the way that I work... I also picked up a lot of the failings of when your father doesn't have those things and that results in a house that turns into a minefield.

Your legs were heaven, your breasts were the alter, your body was the holy land.

Your skin upon my skin, in the beating of our hearts, may the living let us in, before the dead tear us apart.

Together, we'll live with the sadness. I'll love you with all the madness in my soul.