« I want to stay mindless but at what cost? If i wanted to write something of substance, i would first need to find a way to sustain it. You could say my present state was temporary, that mindlessness was an impossible state. To me, it seemed an important one. Im not sure how i was being like this. I can’t say it looked like anything at all.
I was boring and completely at peace with the shapelessness of days. I was boring but not bored. I let the hours pass me by, i cleaned the dust off the floor, made myself coffee neither as a need or a distraction but to entertain a habit, to get myself out of bed, i cooked, i exercised.
Music was replacing experience in a way. I reintroduced songs about about love, however shallow and unrelated to me, into my daily routine, to reintroduce feeling into my body, my vocabulary. Music about love was a drug to me. I used it sparingly. In terms of melody, rhythm and the average-per-song emotional drop, pop music was the thing for me. »
Music of the Future, 2006