We Are Creating A Culture

If I Ignore My Work, I Start Having Anxiety Attacks.

Because I Was Starting Out In My 20's. I Wanted To Do It On My Own. I Didn't Want To Use My Dad Or Have People Say I Was Using Him.

The Religion I Have Is Music. Even The Times I Have Headaches, When I'm Singing, I Can't Feel Them. My Dad Used To Say That, Too, Especially Near The End Of His Life. He Would Be In Pain - A Lot Of Pain - And He Said The Only Time When He Didn't Feel Pain Was When He Performed And Sang.

I Dream Of Songs. I Dream They Fall Down Through The Centuries, From My Distant Ancestors, And Come To Me. I Dream Of Lullabies And Sea Shanties And Keening Cries And Rhythms And Stories And Backbeats.

I Was A Songwriter; That Was The Torch I Carried. This Is An Honorable Profession. This Is What I Do.