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If you’ve read much of my work, you already know I have a thing for mad violinists.<\/p>\n
And I listen to people like Emilie Autumn and Lili Hadyn and Vanessa Storm, all of whom do things with violins.<\/p>\n
If the truth is told, however, I probably project the madness. It’s more in me than in any of them.<\/p>\n
I wrote once, in a journal, something like this: “If you find yourself surrounded by strangeness, and there’s an amazingly beautiful woman, and perhaps some poison, a few sharp knives, a ghost or a fairy or a phantom, and in the background you hear the sweet, mournful call of a violin, you know you’re in a John Urbancik story, and you know you’re probably doomed.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"