Watching the BBC documentary on Mark Everett's father and their relationship. I watched it twice through last night. It just fascinated me. How can one man, Mark, be so full of sadness and still function?
His life has been so riddled with loss and surrounded by depression, not just from him, but from those around him. His father rarely conversed with the family; a troubled genius himself, whose attempts to make a difference in the world of quantum mechanics left him disappointed and disillusioned with the world. His sister, Elizabeth, committed suicide in 1996 after living a manic depressant for the majority of her life. Two years later, his mother died of cancer. His cousin was a flight attendant on a 9/11 flight.
His music is amazing and if something so accomplished can come out of such a troubled, sad life, then surely its truly possible to create something beautiful out of something truly dark. And that it's possible for anybody to tackle their deamons and rise above depression, doubt, loss and anything else the world can throw at them. If you lose something - create something new out of it.
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