I never wanted to be a war correspondent. I actually did want to write about music but that was a very long time ago and I’ve no real positive feelings about that either. Most things lose all the fun factor once they become a job. I’ve only met a single person my entire life who loves their job and I believe them too. They’re never happier than when they’re on the job. That’s either really impressive, or it’s diabolical and frightening. Not for me to say either way, but…

I like these Witch House mixes. They seem to capture the wintery cold vibe of a world at war. Peoples’ hearts are frozen solid or just plain dead. How else could they abide by all this?