You’re still beautiful to me, William.

You’re still beautiful to me, William.

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I want this hair for my wedding.

I want this hair for my wedding.

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I’m very resistant to the idea of being a public servant and it being my responsibility to educate ‘cause I’m not really qualified to do any of those things. I write these songs to move through some pain, or work out some issues, and if I’m successful in my art, in my expression. I shouldn’t feel the same way I did when I wrote those songs anymore and there should be a logical progression. If as an artist I can express myself in some way that ends up helping someone else get through some hard times I guess that’s great for everybody. It helps other people, but the problem with the music industry in general is that artists get into it because they have a desire to be desired, and they have a desire to scream their heads off for whatever issue happened to them in the past. They weren’t armed with the proper tools to move through any trauma or their childhood divorce or, you know, loss of parents and what they do is they just kind of end up screaming their heads off and at some point they get popular, and now they’re a part of an industry that is run by people who are uneducated, emotional people. In a way it’s kind of a dead end. In this society we expect those artists to continue screaming to the end of their days. If you don’t eventually feel better then I’m not sure how effective your screaming was and how your screaming’s gonna help somebody else, so I should work out of those issues and move onto some other challenges, and that’s for me what the wine is. I think I’ve moved through a lot of the problems that I’ve had in the past and I don’t necessarily wanna scream my whole life. If the songs don’t help me, how are they gonna help you? So here I am, making wine; so much more grounded experience than being in a bus, being surrounded by decadence.

Maynard James Keenan, Blood Into Wine

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nothings:

Suzuki Takayuki Fall/Winter 2011

nothings:

Suzuki Takayuki Fall/Winter 2011

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