When I Get Up In

They Say That Death Kills You, But Death Doesn't Kill You. Boredom And Indifference Kill You.

I Try To Beat Back The Producers And Engineers So They - There's Not An Excess Of Stuff Used To Squeeze My Voice To Make It Artificial. There's A Person In There, And People Will Listen; If They Hear Another Person Speak To Them, They'll Listen Because It's Lonely Out Here.

Bowie's A Real Man, And I'm A Real Woman - Just Like Catherine Deneuve.

The Problem Being: For Years I Was Struggling - First To Prove That I Had Any Talent, Then To Create Some Skills And Finally To Fulfil It Reasonably. But Then Once I Got There It Was, "ok. I Did That, But I Want To Be Happy." And That's A Whole Different Deal. It's Kind Of Like A Dance. Being Active Seems To Help. I'm 70, So Sometimes A Little Voice Is Going, "just Take It Easy".

I've Probably Been Spit On More That Any Person Alive Outside Of, I Would Say, A Member Of The Prison System.