I was a kid from Oklahoma who never wanted to be a singer, but was told I could sing. And things snowballed.
On the radio I listen to the easy-listening stations, the jazz stations.
Charm is simply the art of being pleasing.
My music was called plastic, antiseptic, placid.
What I like about singing is that, for me, it's a substitute for the psychiatrist's couch.
Don't keep telling your parents they don't understand you. Believe me it's much worse when they do. There's just a chance, you know - they really might.