When an instrument fails on stage it mocks you and must be destroyed!

I was at my most miserable when I had everything I ever wanted.

All I've undergone I will keep on.

If I come up with rules or limitations it focuses me in a direction. And those rules can change if you realize it's a dumb idea. You start to mutate it to see what fits best.

And when the day arrives I'll become the sky and I'll become the sea and the sea will come to kiss me for I am going home. Nothing can stop me now.

To switch right into creativity usually takes a bit of time, and this came up right at that juncture where I thought, okay, here's an opportunity to work with somebody I really respect in a new medium.

This isn't meant to last. This is for right now.