I'm not ashamed to dress "like a woman" because I don't think it's shameful to be a woman.

I thought that if I practiced doing melodies for a year or so at home, I would learn to think melodically, and when I went to work it would come out, and it did, on this album. What else was important to me...? I spend a lot of time in the grocery store, shopping.

I have a hot memory, but I know I've forgotten many things, too, just squashed things in favor of survival.

It's fair to say that I have a side that is prudent and a side that is not.

I'll love you when my eyes are open, I'll love you when my eyes are gone.

Pussy power's pulling me down, down, down, down. When it's there and I can't have it, I get real real rabid.

The problem being: for years I was struggling - first to prove that I had any talent, then to create some skills and finally to fulfil it reasonably. But then once I got there it was, "OK. I did that, but I want to be happy." And that's a whole different deal. It's kind of like a dance. Being active seems to help. I'm 70, so sometimes a little voice is going, "Just take it easy".