I am searching for the truth. Somewhere, it's in the music.

At the age of 15 months my daughter was diagnosed with very bad asthma, and essentially I put my career on hold for a good eight years.

The flower has opened, has been in the sun and is unafraid. I'm taking more chances; I'm bold and proud.

I wore Nietzsche's eyes. Now that I step back to see, I haven't been me.

I struggled with being in the public eye, losing my anonymity when my star rose quickly in the late 90's. But I need the challenge of showing up and getting up there to spill my guts and connect with my loyal folks.

I think of my shows as family reunions. I give 100% every time. I just do. It's a huge therapeutic release. Also I love my touring family. And I love my audiences very much.

I see my albums as working diaries, as living scrapbooks of me and my life.