creating a bubble

I was very occupied with reality, and thinking that people didn’t like their lives. That they were cold. I was very much into everything that was real and stark, and cut the bullshit. I guess Homogenic was very much like that. The beats were distorted, I was singing confrontationally. Definitely, the film was like that too.

I guess, after getting that out of my system, the place where you find yourself at is a place where you whisper, sort of quietly ecstatic and euphoric. You can create a little bubble, and inside the bubble, everything is perfect. That’s proof of the human spirit conquering mundane, dull situations. Sort of killing boredom.

So I was very much up for that, and almost in taking the piss out of it, too.