I come from pioneer stock, developers of the West, people who went out into the wilderness and set up home with nothing but a pair of oxen.

I got in before SoHo was SoHo. It was just Little Italy when I was in there. It's still off the touristy track. It's just away from the Saturday action, the crowds and everything. It's too expensive. It's insane. You've got to be a billionaire to live on Manhattan now.

We love our lovin'....but not like we love our freedom.

I have lost my credibility as a hit maker because of these side excursions into other branches of music; by not being consistent. Consistency seems to be all-important.

Eventually, with success, I started to feel more and more isolated - like I didn't have a community of artists.

Edith Piaf knocked my socks off when I was 8, but I didn't know what she was singing about.

During times like these, the wise are influential.