“Let’s see if I can oversimplify this enough to not bore everyone to death. When writing a full album, at first you are just taking stabs into the dark. You sling stuff up against the wall and you see if it sticks or not. Eventually, something will always stick. Somewhere along the way, you look back and see the songs that you have created and at some point, inevitably, you start to see the colour of the album – the shape of what’s to come. I hate puzzles, but let me see if I can use a puzzle metaphor to make this more clear. At first you are given the corner and edge pieces to a puzzle, you don’t yet know the picture you are trying to create, but you place those pieces where they belong anyway. Then you are given more pieces and at some point – once you have shown that you are willing to put in the work, once you have proved yourself to the muse – she will give you the top of the box, so that you can see what the picture is that you are striving towards. This song, The Silence, The Silence, The Silence was ‘The Wind’ granting me access to see the box-top picture.
“It is a long and complicated journey that would need a book or two to give it the accuracy it deserves, but I’ll just say this: The song was given its title because at one point in its life, it was going to be an instrumental. Something I have never done before. As cliché as it sounds to say, ‘I was starring at a blank page,’ I quite literally was. And at that moment I started thinking, ‘Who am I to assume I can write something that is better than the purity of a beautiful blank page?’ I started seeing worth in the blankness. So I was going to leave it blank. Maybe the silence can say far more than what I am able to write down? After all, silence can speak volumes.
“I don’t believe in writer’s block, but that is a topic for another day. When I do feel underwhelmed with my work, however, I have a system in place has never failed yet. I call the whole system A Shotgun Message because I just start writing anything and everything that pops into my head – a blind faith in my stream of consciousness. The first thing I do is walk into the woods with nothing but three pens and my notebook. If I feel like this will be relatively quick, I usually start a fire. Otherwise, I might just live out in the woods for a day or so if that’s what is needed from me. The point is, nature and I hang out. We mix. We mingle. I breathe and walk and if it is hot enough I will jump in the pond or a river. Nothing is off limits. Eventually when the time is right, I sit down with my pens and paper and I just begin. I write words, I write sentences, I draw, I have even been known to just write single letters, standing alone all by themselves. During this particular Shotgun Message I had scribbled the line, ‘Let’s just get straight to the point, a blank page will make you bleed, but I am not allowed to talk about it.’ At that time I was looking at a blank page as the enemy. An enemy that I needed to remedy or fix.
“In the studio, the song remained an instrumental for quite a while. Then, without warning, I felt an overwhelming urgency to put this line into the song. I still don’t know if I was betraying the moment of peace that I had with the blank page, or if I was merely given permission because of my faithfulness up until then. I might never know, but I liked the idea of blatantly singing about something that I have just claimed as something I am not allowed to sing about. It gave the song and the rest of the album a sense of freedom and reckless abandon. It fully shaped the entire album, at least in my mind.”