I Can't Believe I'm 29. Where Did

I Still Prefer Horses To Human Beings.

Again, I Lay Awake, And I Cried Because Of Waste.

I Hated The Royal Wedding.

I Don't Want To Get Too Involved In Marketing Budgets, Online Promotions And Download Set-ups Because It Would Be A Bit Like Gertrude Stein Mapping Out A Tv Campaign. I Want To Sing. I Want Visibility. I Am Essentially Al Martino, Not Seymour Stein.

I Don't Iron Anything. Never Have And Never Will.