I think that's the role of an artist, right? To touch someone and make us stretch out just a little bit more.

Hey, maybe I can sing locally and earn a couple of bucks.

I think it's OK to compose songs and sing them about questions that we don't have answers to yet.

It's kind of condoned in our society: There are things that an abusive mate could get away with with their partner that they could not with a stranger.

When my husband gives me this ultimatum, "You either stop singing, or you move out," then it became very clear that what I needed to do - not just because I wanted to sing, but because I didn't want to live with anybody who issued ultimatums to me like that - would be to move out.

I just kind of tried to stay true to myself.

I just love music. I love all kinds of music, and I was exposed to it, me and my siblings, from the time we were in utero.