My honeymoon night was spent on the floor in the bathroom with my mother.

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

Stage performing is a dying art form.

I mean, Janet Jackson? She's like Michael Jackson with hair.

My honeymoon night was spent on the floor in the bathroom with my mother.

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

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.