You can't even imagine how it felt to have a cassette that you could take with you with a microphone so you could put down an idea and not have to hum it a million times to remember what it was.
My vocal style I haven't tried to copy from anyone. It just developed until it became the girlish whine it is today.
I hate wasting time.
I've still got a twinkle in me.
The past is a stepping stone, not a millstone.
You feel quite distant by playing at huge stadiums year after year, where you only can see a great darkness in front of you.
