When I was 15 I became a full-time singer in a band. At 18 I made my first record.
My professional persona never loosens its grip, keeping an eye on me at all times.
No one who has experienced facing a screaming, boiling, hysterical audience can avoid feeling shivers in the spine. It's a thin line between celebration and menace.
There is a danger of changing too much in the search for perfection.
When you love someone, and you've lost that one, then nothing really matters.
There was a time when the music fell silent. Both within me and around me.