I was very inspired by Les Blank's film 'Burden of Dreams.' I think what's unique about his film and the two I've made is that they're close examinations of filmmakers and how their own emotional experiences reflect in the material they're rendering and vice versa - how that material sometimes colors their own lives.
Many people die with their music still in them. Why is this so? Too often it is because they are always getting ready to live. Before they know it time runs out.
