A Few Years Ago, I Thought, I'll

My Mother Always Told Me, Even If A Song Has Been Done A Thousand Times, You Can Still Bring Something Of Your Own To It. I'd Like To Think I Did That.

The Music Was Thunder And Joy. Lightning Bolts Of Happiness And Praise, Foot-stomping, Dance-shouting, Good-feeling Singing From The Soul.

And As I Started Reaching Deeper I Realized That Most Of The Blues Of That Day Was Done By Men. Women Just Didn't Have The Nerve.

I Am So Happy That I Am Alive And Can Walk.

When I Sing For Myself, I Probably Sing For Anyone Who Has Any Kind Of Hurt, Any Kind Of Bad Feelings, Good Feelings, Ups And Downs, Highs And Lows, That Kind Of Thing.