The world of fiction is a wonderful place. And on my previous albums I definitely prescribed to the notion that fiction is the only place where you can tell the truth: what Werner Herzog calls “The ecstatic truth.” The truth of narrative, rather than the lifeless quality of facts and data. So far it has made me feel a lot more free at the writing table (not to mention with questions like, “So who was that song about?”).
But my method changed with this record. And while I would still insist that the stories and details...