After my son died, I became aware of an inner life that I'd hidden from myself.

At points I was certainly experiencing an altered state, I went in and out for weeks and months of catatonic moments and welcomed them to the waking-reality of my son's overdose death.

I make these episode to reflect the delirium of an inner state, reflecting my subconcious.

Having experienced profound altered states, I wonder if I could drum myself into a trance, from waking to dreaming.

I had a breakthru in my training after many weeks of pressure. I play tomorrow night. Every gig is important.

Miss you son.