For the first time in my career, I'm working in a fine-arts arena, so I'm finally getting some intelligent reviews.

My family could only afford to get me the box of eight Crayola crayons, but I craved the one with all 24 colours. I wanted magenta and turquoise and silver and gold.

When I was 19 I went to art school. I had six months of teaching myself to play baritone ukulele under my belt so I was sort of a novice folkie... I was singing folk songs at that time.

I do have this reputation for being a serious person.

We're captive on the carousel of time, we can't return we can only look behind.

The considerations of a corporation, especially now, have nothing to do with art or music.

My childhood was very difficult. I had every childhood disease and then some, but my parents didnt mollycoddle me. They left me to fight those battles on my own. I guess that was very Canadian, very stoic. But its good. I had to become a warrior. I had to give up hope and find a substitute for hope that would be far more stable.