I Caved In To What People Wanted

I Had Really Bad Obsessive-compulsive Disorder. At Its Worst, I Was Compelled To Leave My House At Three O'clock In The Morning And Go Out In The Alley Because I Just Knew That The Paper-towel Roll I Threw In The Recycling Bin Was Uncomfortable, Like It Was Lying The Wrong Way, And I Would Be Down In The Garbage.

I Wanted To Write A Happy Song. I Didn't Know How.

I Really Don't Think Anything I Do Is A Mistake. It Could Be If I Didn't Learn From It. But In The Long Run, No Matter What I Do For The Rest Of My Life, I'll Know I Did Something Wonderful By Saying What I Felt. That's What I Said At The Awards There: "go With Yourself." And That's What I Did.

My Favorite Thing Is Drums. I Have A Very, Very Big Memory - And I Don't Have Many Big Memories - Of Going To See The Movie Tap, With Gregory Hines. During One Scene, He's In Jail, And There's Some Water Dripping Down, And He Starts Tap Dancing. I Just Like That Feeling Of: "i'm In Charge, I Can Do Whatever I Want."

Let Me Know The Way, Before There's Hell To Pay.