Ruins, for me, are the beginning. With the debris, you can construct new ideas. They are symbols of a beginning.
The monsters of our childhood do not fade away, neither are they ever wholly monstrous. But neither, in my experience, do we ever reach a plane of detachment regarding our parents, however wise and old we may become. To pretend otherwise is to cheat.
I think there's always been singers like that and i've done my fair share of cheese as well.

