I'm really good at melodic and sonic things, but I don't really think I have anything to say. But I really enjoy the puzzle-making of taking words and adding a melody to them.

Music is like a lover that I can't commit to, but I seem to always find myself in bed with.

No one knows anything for sure.

Any ideas of “other” are complicated, and otherness is relative to personal ideas of “normal.”

It's hard being bisexual, omnisexual, multisexual, whatever you want to call it, when people have their agenda and expect you to just represent their agenda.

There's no hierarchy in suffering. I think songs that are transcendent are the ones where everyone can feel something from it, you know?

Allow the artist to finish the piece of work before you critique it.