- your music projects a lot of anger, dissonance, and confusion. Do you feel that this might be an expression of some of the frustration that you have mentioned in previous sessions regarding your sexual relationships with women? - I think that you’re reaching a little bit there, Dr Madeleine. The Chemical Spray, when it was in full flight, was me on bass, plus two women, Alice the vagabond lesbian from Columbia on drums, Parker the weirdo punk enchantress singer, and Jordyn Staxx, a skinny queer brown dude who was like the reincarnation of Eddie Hazel on guitar. Somehow that doesn’t sound very sexy to me. We were a misfit band that made a lot of noise and played a bunch of empty rooms. Nobody was going home and fucking to our cassettes. - I’m not asking about the band, Buster. - I don’t think that I have a very unique sexual development or history. I lost my for real virginity at 16 to a girl that I met in summer school math class named Daniella. Blonde Italian. Her folks owned a grocery store in the sticks. When I started making my own music, smoking cigarettes, and hanging out with the weirdos in the smoking pit at school things started to get a little interesting. I learned how to flirt, I guess, how to relax around girls. There was a series of not very serious relationships where I basically learned that nobody really knows what the word love means, it’s basically this public lie that society makes people tell each other so that everybody has some emotional damage that they can hold against someone else. - that’s interesting, Buster, can you speak more to... - and it wasn’t until I met Jo that I knew what it was like to feel my heart sink in my chest and to have somebody who could take your breath away on sight. Just by being in the same room. Oh man, Jo changed everything. | image by @hollystorlie