I think the rhythm is like the spine of the piece. If you change that, then the body that forms around it is changed as well.

All of the buildings, all of those cars_x000D_ _x000D_ Were once just a dream_x000D_ _x000D_ In somebodys head.

I'm often guilty of overcooking and too much arrangement and throwing too much at it. But I think as I get older, I'm learning better when to be empty and when to be full.

Watch out for music. It should come with a health warning. It can be dangerous. It can make you feel so alive, so connected to the people around you, and connected to what you really are inside. And it can make you think that the world should, and could, be a much better place. And just occasionally, it can make you very, very happy.

Climbing up on Solsbury Hill_x000D_ _x000D_ I could see the city light_x000D_ _x000D_ Wind was blowing, time stood still_x000D_ _x000D_ Eagle flew out of the night_x000D_ _x000D_ He was something to observe_x000D_ _x000D_ Came in close, I heard a voice_x000D_ _x000D_ Standing stretching every nerve_x000D_ _x000D_ I had to listen, had no choice

One thing that really appeals to me is this idea of music being a living thing that has an evolution that, in a way, enables the artist to sell a process rather than a piece of product.