Description: Creativity runs deep in Moby's family.
Transcript: My father was getting his master’s degree in chemistry at Columbia, and he died when I was two, and then my mom was a single parent raising an only child in the ‘60s and the ‘70s, and she was a frustrated painter and musician; she wanted to be a painter; she wanted to be a musician but she had to do sort of menial labor just to pay the rent. And like all of her friends went off and became hippies, in fact I think she was a little bummed out that she couldn’t go to San Francisco and join the hippy revolution, yeah, she was a frustrated artist basically. One of the things I am most grateful for is that I did grow up in a creative family. My mom, even though she did menial labor, she was a great painter and a really great musician. My uncle was a photographer, my other uncle was a sculptor, both my aunts are writers, my great-grandmother taught classical composition, my other grandmother was a watercolor painter, so everyone in my family had some sort of creative outlet, so it was just assumed that I would do something creative. Like I really think that my mother and the people in my family would have been very disappointed if I had decided to become a bond trader. So, if anything, even though I grew up in a very conservative suburban environment, I was always encouraged to do creative things.
Recorded on: 6/16/08