History
Sense of Scenery is a mere attempt to make sense of your surroundings. My first memory is of music (The Police) and for as long as I can remember it has remained the most sacred of things. There seems to be something highly ritualized and ancient in the human psyche or collective unconscious regarding it: its attempt to communicate features of life that there appears to be no words for; to pound out all the hurt and joy on basic tonal devices. I suppose it says, “I exist”. Sometimes it communicates something hideously complex, but most often, it doesn’t and shouldn’t.
So the title of the project came to me as I sat on my parent’s washer, stoned out of my brain in 1999.