Out and in of the studio, I felt myself current in a world larger than my home in Brooklyn. I wrote in several libraries throughout LA, attempting to determine what to say in these songs. By some means, this time round, I felt safer out on the planet than I did holed up in my nest. Like attempting to be a great individual whereas surrounded by new locations and folks was a safer plan than attempting to vary on their lonesome at dwelling. I felt secure getting misplaced, driving with pals, driving alone. Stopping in random motels and happening mistaken roads felt approach much less harmful than the lifetime of falling, flailing and sneaking round I had gotten so used to in New York. Out within the open, within the wild, on the highway, there was nowhere for me to cover. Nothing to steal. Nothing to chase. It’s a correct antidote to self-inflicted isolation and sedation.
This music feels extra actual to me than something I’ve made earlier than. I’ve performed extra devices up to now 12 months making this report than I’ve performed within the majority of my life. I’ve let my coronary heart and my palms work freely. I wished to reside in LA alone. I lived in LA alone. I wished folks to belief me. I attempted to be open and deal with folks with extra sincerity. I discovered how you can drive. I drove. The sky expanded round me and jogged my memory that I used to be not, in reality, the middle of the universe. Only a small a part of it. Thank god.
This period of my life appears like freedom. There’s nonetheless some shrapnel on the bottom from my chaotic years, but it surely doesn’t drag me down a lot. I believe I can hear this within the music. The songs I’ve made really feel spacious, clear and assured. I really feel their darkness, but in addition their buzzing vitality to maintain transferring. The music is severe, but in addition bursting with pleasure. I speak extra as of late, I say sure to plans, fall in love with strangers and attempt to repair the issues I break. I’ve been on a highway, and I’m a assured driver (possibly to a fault). I’m not lonely, I’m alive and I’m laughing, and I really feel my coronary heart beat actually quick, and it doesn’t scare me prefer it used to. I’m actually right here, and I’m attempting to not disguise or bail.
