My justification is that most people my age spend a lot of time thinking about what they’re going to do for the next five or ten years. The time they spend thinking about their life, I just spend drinking.
If I died tomorrow, I would be a happy girl.
I’m of the school of thought where, if you can’t sort something out for yourself, no one can help you. Rehab is great for some people but not others.
I saw a picture of myself when I came out of the hospital. I didn’t recognize myself.
I really thought I was on the way out. My husband Blake saved my life. Often I don’t know what I do, then the next day the memory returns. And then I am engulfed in shame.
I really started writing music to challenge myself, to see what I could write.
I like pin-up girls. I’m more of a boy than a girl. I’m not a lesbian, though – not before a sambuca anyway.
I know I’m talented, but I wasn’t put here to sing. I was put here to be a wife and a mom and look after my family. I love what I do, but it’s not where it begins and ends.
I just dress like… I’m an old black man. Sorry! Like I’m an old Jewish black man. I just dress like it’s still the ’50s.
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