My identity is very clear to me now, I am a black woman.

My identity is very clear to me now, I am a black woman.

music became my refuge and then my salvation.

A little nepotism never hurt nobody, honey. If you got it, use it. Press on with it. Remind them of it.

I was unique in that I was a kind of black that white people could accept. I was their daydream. I had the worst kind of acceptance because it was never for how great I was or what I contributed. It was because of the way I looked.

I remember the day tDr. King died. I wasn't angry at the beginning. It was like something very personal in my life had been touched and finished.

After I got over the terrible pain of having something of mine taken from me, I began to think how bad everybody else must be feeling. It wasn't a nice time.