I am undefinable. I don't fit into any particular category.

And you will believe in love And all that it's supposed to be But just until the fish start to smell And you're struck down by a hammer.

All these poses of classical torture ruined my mind like a snake in the orchard. I did go from wanting to be someone, now I'm drunk and wearing flip-flops on Fifth Avenue.

I will take my coffee black / never snack / hang with the wolves who are sheepish.

When I was young, my mother [folk singer Kate McGarrigle] brought home this recording of Verdi's Requiem and we listened to it from top to bottom. By the end of it, I was a completely different person. It was literally a requiem mass for my former self. I was about 12 or 13. The Requiem just totally hooked into what I was going through emotionally - discovering my sexuality right at the time when AIDS was devastating my community and dealing with intense parental situations.

I think everybody identified at a pretty young age that I was fairly entranced with myself. And that I had to be tempered.

I'm hyper light-sensitive and must sleep in the equivalent of a sealed tomb.