I come from the home-grown punk ethic, where it doesn't matter if you can't play a note, it's how you communicate.
[Bananarama] were written off from day one. Nobody believed in us but us. We kept having hits despite the record company, despite the press
I've always been an outsider; a displaced person.
No stranger ever comes up and talks to me. I'm the invisible woman.
I never belonged anywhere. I just felt like a creature from another planet.
When do you know you're insane? And when do you known you're sane? I think I treat a fine line between the two. It's a battle to function, but somehow I manage.