I can always pinpoint the moment when an art form grabs me. Whether it has been music, film, or literature, I have always had that clear, definitive moment that made me fall in love. My love for each of these art forms came together when I created Bleakhaus.
David Lynch’s work is not only famous for him leaving audiences in a state of existential drift, but also for him very carefully selecting music for his movies. I’ve seen his first film Eraserhead in my late teens, and it never did let me loose. And after more than 30 years, I could still sing the song In Heaven today.