I remember my sister and I - my big sister would get up on her chair in the kitchen and sing Mary Wells' "What's Easy for Two Is So Hard for One." It was 1966, and I was 10 years old.

I'm grateful to be alive, because I really did not think I was going to be alive, onstage performing songs.

Doctors removed my gallbladder and pancreas, which are supposed to break down sugar and alcohol.

I can't eat processed food.

Phish is such a good band; they just make stuff up as a jam band.

My goal for these next few years, for the next forever, is to try and keep positive things around me. If somebody is coming at me with negative stuff, just back away from me.

I sing because I'm happy.