If I Wasn’t Making Music

No, I Don’t Wear Contacts, And Contrary To What Some People Have Said, I Do Not Have A Glass Eye.

It's Not Only Music. It's Not Only Art. It's A Community. It's A Sense Of Having A Place To Belong.

Sometimes To Find The Light, You Have To Go Through The Deepest Darkness.

In 1971, Bossier City, Louisiana, There Was A Teenage Girl Who Was Pregnant With Her Second Child. She Was A High School Dropout And A Single Mom, But Somehow She Managed To Make A Better Life For Herself And Her Children. She Encouraged Her Kids To Be Creative, To Work Hard And To Do Something Special. That Girl Is My Mother And She's Here Tonight. And I Just Want To Say, I Love You, Mom. Thank You For Teaching Me To Dream.

I Think That To Explore The Uncomfortable And The Politically Incorrect Is The Job Of The Artist.