The only reason why I want to be in love is so I can write really detailed beautiful texts. About love. really? yes, really. I’ve got (well we have got – but I’m not telling you yet what ‘we’ means) a very quiet, sweet project in the making. If we work hard, I reckon we could be done by the end of next year.
Slowly, but surely.
I hope it will be as slow and sweet and intense as Adam Gnade‘s work. Music. Poetry. Prose. What is this, really? he calls it “talking music”, when I listen to it I think of sand extending to the infinity, the blazing sun, piles of books. old curtains. I think of quiet winters in a motel, dark-green knitted hats, black coffee, hazy mornings.
Adam Gnade is talented, he is genius hiding behind words.