I think that there's always an assumption, when a band goes on hiatus or stops playing, that there's some acrimony brewing under the surface.

Florida is such an unlikely place for a band, unless you're an emo or hardcore band. In terms of the touring route, or even the way the geography works in terms of bands and communities, Florida's always been this appendage that you either cut it off and dismiss it, or you somehow include it in your scope.

I'm interested in the crevices, and the grotesque, and the unsavory. That started out when I was young... I've never quite been able to shake that.

I need a template of a template

I've learned to really enjoy video games. It's really toxic to have in your house, because it's really distracting.

I really don't know what to do when my life is not chaotic.

I think that the intentions are genuine in the search for authenticity, but it can tip over into absurdity so quickly. I just start to wonder, like, what authenticity even is, and whether we can even start to define it in such a globalized world.