on All things
The lyrics and music I create are pretty much written in a haphazard way, the discipline of chaos. Like literary writers who utilise automatic writing.
The sculpting of words and melody is very instinctual, like a channelling from something beyond me.
For me, a song is a landscape, in all its varying colours, the landscape of human pain but always an open sky, even if there is a wait for the clouds to part.
People ask do the words come first or the melodies?
I guess I can only answer that as an entwining of melody and lyrics with no particular linear processing.
It’s like the Top-Line forms itself, and you the song-writer sculpt the evolution.