Prisons are like the concentration camps of our time. So many go in and never come out, and primarily they're black and Latino.

My mother, brave woman, lost her whole family when she decided to marry a black man in the 60s. When the marriage fell apart, she had to come back to her family.

I work with youth offenders in LA, I've heard them speak and see how music manipulates them.

It's from our sufferings that we form our consciousness.

Everyone has their story. Everyone has issues. You have to face your fears.

We use a Native American tradition of the talking stick. You sit and pass it around and whoever has the stick has to talk. Some people just hold it. Others really share.

I'm learning more and more that love plus attachment equals pain.