I See My Albums As Working Diaries,

I Was Curious And Hungry At A Young Age, And Jazz Was Such A Mystery To Me, An Ocean Where You Can Express Yourself In The Moment. It Represented Freedom, It Represented Wearing Wings And Going Somewhere With Music.

I Am Not The Person Who Is Singing I Am The Silent One Inside. . . . I Am Not My House, My Car, My Songs They Are Only Stops Along My Way. . . .

I Like Doing The Crossword Puzzle In The New York Times, Not Watching E! On Tv.

But Looking Back, The Fact Was That I Had A Couple Of Big Hits Too Quickly And It Was Simply Too Much For An Introvert Like Me To Handle.

Welcome To The Church Of Me.