I always wondered about artists, and how their work must often be inspired by the people in their lives. What joy and pride it must bring someone to know that a beautiful love poem was penned in their name! And to an equal measure, what mixture of horror and sadness must accompany words about hate or betrayal.
I’ve written songs and poetry since I was in grade school, and my close friends often make fun of the fact that an overwhelming majority of my compositions are about happiness and love. In truth, it’s because I’ve often struggled with allowing myself to publish negative emotions about people.
I spent four lovely days in Rome during the summer of 2008, on world tour with the Dins. Amidst wayward sight-seeing adventures and raucous nights out, we sang a series of energy-filled concerts (including a particularly memorable event at the US Consul General’s pad). I took this photo from the back of a taxi en route to the Trevi Fountain, and I felt it encapsulated in a strange way my time in Roma.