I Was Happy In The

I Don't Think I've Ever Made A Conscious Effort To Alter The Sound. I Don't See The Point. I Have To Remain True To How I Sing. I'm Perfectly Happy With What I Am. Whatever That Is.

With No Reason To Hide These Words I Feel, And No Reason To Talk About The Books I Read, But Still, I Do.

As A Very Small Child I Found Recorded Noise And The Solitary Singer Beneath The Spotlight So Dramatic And So Brave... Walking The Plank... Willingly... It Was Sink Or Swim. The Very Notion Of Standing There, Alone, I Found Beautiful.

Rejection Is One Thing - But Rejection From A Fool Is Cruel.

Humans Are Not Really Very Humane.