But, you know, the Stones were my opening act in the Sixties. I loved those British guys, the way they just stood there and shook their hair.

So don't get me wrong, I love my songs, and I still love hearing them. That's history, baby.

I look around me and I don’t see any rock’n’roll at the moment. Instead it’s all choreography and stylists and wigs and stuff. It’s like they’re afraid to let the music breathe. No one has their own identity like the Ronettes did back in the day. We had the skirts with the slits up the side, sort of tough, sort of Spanish Harlem cool, but sweet too. We didn’t have no dancers, we didn’t have no goddamn wigs.

I used to cry myself to sleep every night. I missed singing so much. And performing. Man, I missed it so much.

Most of the groups I worked with 30 years ago are either dead or dead broke. And it's a shame.

I never tried to kill myself or anything.

No one has their own identity like the Ronettes did back in the day.