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I Was A Ukrainian Folk Dancer In My Teens, And I Toured The Country In 1991, Shortly Before The Break-up Of The Soviet Union.

The Limelight Is A Tricky Place, Because You Can't Believe What's Going On Around You. You Stop Observing. You Stop Perceiving. You Stop Extending Yourself, And You Become Isolated.

I Bet You Could Look At Every Single Thing I've Ever Done And Reduce It To That Parenting Schematic.

I Can't Get My Knickers In A Twist About My Age And Ageing In An Industry That Caters To The Ids Of 14-year-olds.

Someone Once Told Me That Religion Is Like A Knife: You Can Stab Someone With It, Or You Can Slice Bread With It.