Eat The Pain. Send It Back Into

I Don't Think Of Myself As Particularly Cursed Or Blessed. I Think I Got Dealt A Set Of Cards, And I'm Playing With Them, Sometimes In Heels, Sometimes In Combat Boots.

There Was A Dance That Everyone Was Doing That Was Heavily Skewed With The Power In One Direction, But The Dance Was Basically Working, And Then The Dance Got Really Disrupted With The First Wave Of Feminism, And Nobody Found Their Footing Yet - Not The Guys, Not The Women.

I Think I've Always Felt As A Band And As A Musician And A Music Business Person, I've Always Felt Like An Outsider, Period.

I Don't Try To Make Anybody Outside Happy.

I Think People Have Been Obsessed With The Wrong Question, Which Is How Do We Make People Pay For Music? What If We Started Asking, How Do We Let People Pay For Music?