Interview with HELI

Feb 17

What got you into music, and if you had not gotten into music what would you be doing today?

Well, I got into it late in the game. So I actually have a job that is not related to music at all. But if I could start over, I would have tried to be a writer.

What do you like to do when you are not playing music and how does that influence your creativity?

I enjoy writing. It’s been my longest hobby and naturally helps me be creative, I guess. Although I write non-fiction, this effectively means I’m left to watch everything that is deeper than dust in my day so I can write about it.

Where are you based out of and how did that influence your music?

I am based in Estonia and the way that this place influenced my music was by being my gateway to peace. All my lyrics are related to Estonia or Estonian women. It’s just what it is. But I can’t say I’ve been musically influenced by anything in here.

If you could play any show with any lineup, who would be on the ticket?

If you could go back in time and give yourselves advice, what would it be?

Get started. Just do it. Go through. Suffer what must be suffered, but do it. Do it with fear, it’s okay.

Of your songs which one means the most to you and why?

A Relationship of Bedrooms is, of course, my first release so that is huge. But personally, my favourite song is called Best Glory Ever. In my head, it is the birth of universe through the body of a woman but that‘s just my head.

What kinds of messages do you like to get across in your music?

I’m just trying to tell the story of my life. I’m alive. I did it. I survived and I’m living all that there is to be lived. That’s it.

What are your plans for the future, and do you have anything that you want to spotlight that is coming up?

I just want to keep making music and directing videos. I feel like I am living my dream, to simply be able to put myself out there on my own terms - whatever that may mean. The next video for the song Who Saw Called The Funk Die On The Street? Will feature 3 dancers dragging my body across memories of hardship. A history of survival, a man who killed the funk on the street for everyone to see.

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