Music, Sex and Poetry

You know, more and more these days I feel there is something quite beautiful about innocence. You go through life and you can so easily lose yourself along the way, but you know in the end, what is true and real for us is what really sticks and what nourishes our lives. So many turns of the wheel...there are so many crossroads and moments where we can give up what is profound and important to us, but what we really care about really says a lot about who we are. Society does ask us to switch off in some ways and not feel too much. Hey man...be cool....no connection! Luckily, being an artist, I get to express my feelings through my creativity. Less and less I feel the need to spend time with people who are asking me to stitch myself up and not be able to express how I feel. There's an innocence to expressing yourself...some sort of profound belief that we exist in an all-loving universe, and that somehow the universe will support our feelings. So innocent belief is important. Belief in a dream, or a connection to someone you love. I've never met a happy person who was totally jaded. It is the native indian belief that after a battle, one must return to innocence. They call this "washing off the blood." My connection to my creativity and the wonder I find as I create new art is a beautifully innocent pleasure, and it stems back to my connection to my creative self as a child. My mother, being an art teacher, would have me and my sister sit for hours painting and drawing, and my sister and I still do this...except now with songs. There is an innocent wonder for me when i see a genius guitar play, like Tim Pierce, play when we are writing. Where there is a wow factor, there's probably creative magic, but you have to believe in order to create anything. And innocence is definitely an ingredient. Protect YOUR innocence, the bit of you that is soft and fleshy and lovely.