And from my character's point-of-view in Ravenous, he had been collected by Robert Carlyle's character, he had become infected by this ravenous, cannibalistic power, and he was making the best of it.
Love is an ice cream sundae, with all the marvelous coverings. Sex is the cherry on top.
I know my music probably isn't going to matter to the public after I die, but that doesn't mean I don't have something to offer.

