07. veebruar 2009

There is more music available than ever before. You can own it, slap it on your machine, broadcast it, hear it inflicted upon you in every public place. But just how much is it essentially woven into our lives? Henry Miller liked to think of himself as a park, a place where others in his orbit would come to rest and collect themselves for a time. I would like my music, not my persona to be a place, a real place but no place you can find on a map.
Improvisor, 2000