My mom would give me a piece to play, but I wouldn't do any theory because when it came time to do it I would sneak back upstairs and watch TV. So, I had these kind of nonchalant lessons for years, then it just started soaking in.
“My music is so often like a lullaby I write to myself to make sense of things I can't tie together, or things I've lost, or things I'll never have.”
“Your life is the fruit of your own doing. You have no one to blame but yourself.”