You have to be willing to look a certain way, and hold your body a certain way, until you get to where you want to go - I'm talking about musically, now.

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.

I think vulnerability and sensuality, they're sides of the same coin.

My ex-husband has been one of my best teachers, and I believe that the areas of our life and the people in our lives that present the most problems to us - they really are our best teachers. They're teaching us lessons that we have to learn anyway, and if we don't accept the lesson from them, there will just be another teacher to step in and take their place.

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

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