Everyone Who Knows Me Knows That I'm

I Feel Pain Everyday Of My Life. When You See Me Perform, It's That Pain You're Seeing Coming Out. I Put All My Emotions, All My Feelings, And My Body On The Line. People Hurt Me, I Hurt Myself - Mentally, Physically

When I Read That Malaysia Airlines Flight Mh370 Had Disappeared - A State-of-the-art Boeing 777, Said To Be An Incredibly Safe Way To Travel - I Waited Patiently For The Chance To Learn What Happened.

People Who Keep A Large Snake In Their Apartment Building, Which Happens Quite A Bit, All Of A Sudden, Within Two Summers, Have A 14-foot Animal That's Eating Adult Rabbits, And Needs Quite A Bit Of Room And Quite A Bit Of Heat. That's The Animal That Gets Put In The Back Of A Pick-up Truck And Dumped Into The Florida Everglades Or The City Lake, Or Just Left On A Doorstep - Again, It's Quite Often The Animal That Suffers.

I Have Always Identified With Joan Didion's Depiction Of Los Angeles And Southern California, Ever Since Reading 'play It As It Lays,' 'slouching Towards Bethlehem' And 'the White Album.'

I Tend To Gravitate To The Darkest Or Most Obscure Part Of Any Venue In An Effort To Have My Own Space To Experience The Music On My Own, Free From Unwanted Conversations And Other Distractions.