When it came to using elements of your personal life in your work, my mother was the master, or the mistress. There were three or four songs she wrote about my father - songs about failed love.

I'm your knight in shining armor. I'm here to save you from Linkin Park.

I came out of the closet very young, and I had to cut my teeth pretty fast.

My parents were serious working musicians, but they were not stars - not like pop stars that you have now. They had to make a living and that meant touring, working hard, going on the road - and we were roped in.

I very much faced my mother's death with hard, arduous and time-consuming labor. The more I would do, the less I would feel.

My mother and father could not handle even me being gay. We never talked about it really.

Unless I have my aunt or my boyfriend to take care of me, I'm a little pathetic.