My name is Zach Vinson. There was a time that I would have written a bio like this in third person, thinking it would have a greater sense of authority or legitimacy, but those days are gone now. Or at least, they are usually gone.I was reading a book recently where one of the characters declares, “I do not understand one thing in this world. Not one.” The longer that I’m here, the more that sounds about right to me.This life is a strange thing. Strange and beautiful and terrifying and wonderful, and usually all at the same time, if we have the eyes to see it or the ears to hear it.In a roundabout way, I think that’s why I make music: to attempt to work out, if only for my own soul’s sake, the tension stretched taut across every moment of every day. And, as far as I can tell, these are the skills I’ve been given, for better or worse.