I am katherine finn
Everything had fallen apart in the most spectacular way, including my ability to create. Flood is the disaster and the rebirth. It is built from rotted wood and water-logged sandbags. It is the oldest parts of me, my deep reptilian fears come to life. My utter exhaustion. My refusal to let go. My desperate search for color in the void. A way to feel life again.
A turning point. A returning point. I wanted to write songs with structure, chords, something that could withstand being stripped bare. I wanted truth to stab through every song, free myself from pretense or allusion. Free myself from the worry of approval.
So here it is. My mother is dead. I still write awesome hooks.