Hi everyone. It's Scott. Today we have traveled to a rough neighborhood, lots of dirty alleys, and no street lights. To put it another way, today's show is a look into my brain; Why I do what I do, how I conceptualize the meaning of being an artist (and I use that term loosely), and how I cope with being a member of an industry that can lead to a great deal of mental and emotional pain. Mostly self-inflicted, of course. At the end, enjoy my meanderings on the piano. One take, no editing. Just wanted to offer you the raw music, which is my whole point of it all anyway. So I leave you with this: I got it from Woody Allen, who got it from Groucho Marx: It seems I really don't want to belong to any club that would have me for a member.