Posted: January 26, 2009
Mining music from space is what I do best. Sometimes space is NASA sometimes space is just simply space. Opening the door to allow the music in can be dangerous, it is something that I have had to learn the hard way. When you trust in your ability to handle the input you have to be prepared to fight the demons that get in with it. I know that my ghosted mind needs very little to go off the rails. When I’m standing in the doorway I am particularly susceptible. Put it like this, I am a filter and therefore I catch anything that comes through at that moment. I have to clean my mind every time I use it like this. I have remnants littered throughout my psyche. If I’m not diligent and respectful of this process then I am left with a chaotic pattern resonating in my mind. The result is rarely positive. Mining mind my blind eye I find… design.