To different degrees all art is dangerous. It is this danger that makes it exciting and seductive. Like riding a train: even though the possibility is remote the idea that it could derail,jump the tracks and tumble from a trestle into a deep ravine or just become dislodged without any carnage or real damage, it is the idea of danger the ears seek,that quickens the pulse, to catch the thrill.

Like a audio danger junkie we sometimes with furious purpose discard the rules and tip the train over to one side,too fast around the bend, to almost certainly crash but at the last second tip back onto the track with a jolt and a shudder.

And sometimes we seek the highest trestle, the deepest ravine to plunge the whole train: engine, cars caboose and passengers over and and in a suicidal moment let the crash take us away. These can be our favorite moments, even on great recordings it is the supposed "mistakes" that become our favorite parts.

I am lucky, blessed, to have artists on this train that follow my routes without pause, with little resistance, they enjoy the challenge of making it around the next blind curve just to hear what happens next.