Katye says she grew up on Romney Marsh in Kent, the flatlands, and her dad was a tenant farmer until the M20 motorway cut his farm in half and then he wasn't a farmer anymore.
She says she doesn't fucking know actually if what she does is political, but there's something about doing it that changes something.
She says there's something about the way practice can bring her closer to a wilderness, or to a wildness that is political.
(to the tune of something with earthy darkness and roar)