On June 4th, 2008 I was admitted into the hospital with a life-threatening bleeding duodenal ulcer. I'd never been through a physical ordeal on this scale. My body continues to recover but something greater happened. I was given a glimpse of the absolute, a space of peace where contradictions resolve. The conditions were ripe for some insight: I'd long been working towards a music and way of living beyond categorization. Not to be difficult or contrarian, rather to recognize things for what they are, not what they resemble. And with a renewed sense of purpose I'm excited to further and deepen my explorations in this direction. So I'm not sure I can call what I do music anymore.
H'arpeggione, Big Red, guitar.
When were you happiest? Now.
What is your earliest memory? Impressionistic Japan.
What is your most treasured possession? Extemporaneity.
What would your superpower be?
Who would play you in the film of your life? Daniel Craig.
Where would you like to live? Here and now.
What makes you depressed? Gluten.
What is your favorite book? The Soundscape, by R. Murray Schafer in a tie with The Story of Ferdinand by Munro Lead and Robert Lawson.
What single thing would improve the quality of your life? Unherniating my L4-L5 disc.
What keeps you awake at night? Pollen.