People have wanted to narrate since first we banged rocks together and wondered about fire. There’ll be tellings as long as there are any of us here, until the stars disappear one by one like turned-out lights.
“I know that the fact I’m making it makes me inseparable from it. But I want to be separated from it also. And it’s the nature of what’s in it: This music is about something so interior or raw. And then that makes you shyer about sharing it even though you’re making the choice to share it.”
Liz Harris