“Reverb”, “Reverberation” – that’s how I usually call the few days after coming back home from a longer tour or after finishing an important project, e.g. a new album. During “reverb”, I curl up in bed with a book or TV series, sometimes with a game, and I try to rest and recuperate.
I know that the best way to rest is to change your surroundings, fly to the end of the world, lie on a beach, on a deck chair near the hotel pool, wander through markets and old towns, but if your job is about being on the move all the time, then you sometimes need to simply stop. At least I need that for sure.
And I usually do hole up in the “Sweet Shelter of Mine” and I let the imagination of other artists take me on a journey. But there’s an inner fight going on at the same time because I can’t simply “reverberate”. I am constantly being drawn somewhere (DON’T STOP! MOVE ON!) and a voice at the back of my head is urging me to do something, anything! Which, obviously, makes me feel guilty even though I know that I deserve a break – so I end up relaxing and rebooting only partially… but you take what you can get.