If given a choice, I would have certainly selected to be what I am: one of the oppressed instead of one of the oppressors.

I kept my culture. I kept the music of my roots. Through my music I became this voice and image of Africa and the people without even realising.

In New York I heard A Piece of Ground, written by a white South African, Jeremy Taylor. I modified it a little and sang it myself. That song is very special to me because it deals with the land question in southern Africa. We were dispossessed of our land.

But if you are going to wear blinders then you do not know the world.

I do not sing politics. I merely sing the truth.

my thoughts are like quick little fish that swim out of my grasp.

In the mind, in the heart, I was always home. I always imagined, really, going back home.