It’s like as if you’re stepping into something.. utterly different and definitely brand new, actually. This sudden need takes you over to have to, HAVE TO create… something from and with words. That’s the challenge anyhow. To make it just work its way out and to the surface time again. For the artist I’m guessing it’s kinda pretty much the same. That they go into this thing with their eyes and minds wide opened to the next possibility, next turn of their brush, etc. Musicians. The same, surely! That out and out feeling of needing to be ensconced by it all, that need to feel.. something utterly both comfortable and comforting. It’s.. whatever you might wish to call it and at any given time. No one gets out of this thing alive… but many can do their dance in the most beautiful style imaginable. That’s the difference, really. It owns you, not you it