What I am is what I am. Are you what you are - or what?

My son writes songs and plays. He sings like an angel.

When I look at my kids, and the ease with which they pick up music, I wish I had that.

We were too young to know better, and none of us were very aggressive people. It would have helped a lot if just one of us had been aggressive enough to say no.

I was seeing people that were older who didn't create any kind of foundation in their lives, and it scared me to death.

Becoming a mom made me more contentious about expressing my true taste.

If it turns out to be a hit, well, good luck dealing with fame. And if it's not a hit and you can still survive and make music you believe in, well, then you're truly blessed. I think that's where we are now.