I've left Bethlehem, and I feel free. I've left the girl I was supposed to be, and some day I'll be born.
I'm accepting I'm not living that younger, dreamed version of myself in the big city.
Just watching my cats can make me happy.
I don't like to sit and bask in my own awards. Awards represent artistic death to me.
I was curious and hungry at a young age, and jazz was such a mystery to me, an ocean where you can express yourself in the moment. It represented freedom, it represented wearing wings and going somewhere with music.
But at the age of 44, I sure hope to be a better businesswoman. I want to get the music straight to my fans.