The word ‘confession,’ to me, means needing to be absolved. I’m not asking for forgiveness. I’m not asking people to understand. I’d like to think that I tell stories and sometimes my life weaves through it.
I’m not like a poker player. I’m not into bluff. My way is to look someone in the eye and tell them the way I’m intending to go. My cards are always on the table.
After a while, though, you realize that a whole slew of young singer-songwriter piano players are getting compared to you. That’s when you feel the passage of time is occurring.
