I have no intention of dying young and being some stinking rock'n'roll person.
It's very hard to describe to people sometimes the way I grew up, because it wasn't like my parents were irresponsible. They weren't necessarily reckless, but they were bringing all types of energy into the house, all kinds of people.
I can turn on the radio right now and be inspired.
I'm a survivor, at least that's what everyone tells me.
Being a rock widow is not my job, so I would hire people to do it for me.
I wish I was beautiful or at least wise, but Iโm simply mad and violent.