"I get that. My bandmates practically have to wrestle me out of the studio or I'll be recording and editing for months." He laughs a little sheepishly and looks down at his drink, thinking about that and the harddrives full of music he never thinks is good enough to release.

"Terry," he says, offering a hand with a wry smile when he looks back up at Cloud's face, "or Trauma, if we're going by stage names."