If You Jump, You Best

There Are Enough Scary Rock & Roll Mothers In The World.

I Survived This Torture Which Left Me Paralyzed For Years. That's What That Night Was All About, Mutilation, More Than Violence Through Sex. I Really Do Feel As Though I Was Psychologically Mutilated That Night And Now I'm Trying To Put The Pieces Back Together Again. Through Love, Not Hatred. And Through My Music. My Strength Has Been To Open Again, To Life, And My Victory Is The Fact That, Despite It All, I Kept Alive My Vulnerability.

I Gave Up Trying To Please Others And Started Playing For Myself, And Because I Love Music, Things Naturally Happened Then. Funny How That Works.

I Would Love To Compose Something For Dance Before I Kick The Bucket, And I'm Not Closed-minded About The Dance, Or The Dance Company.

Me And Charles Manson Like The Same Ice Cream.