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There's A Part Of Me That Is Really, Really Happy With All Of My Success Lately Because Of What It Can Get Me And What It Can Buy Me In The Fact That My Music Will Hopefully Reach More People. But It Also Makes Me A Little Bit Miserable Because The Minute The Spotlight Is On You, People Start Flinging Sh*t At You For Whatever Reason.

I Think Being A Woman In Any Business That's Dominated By Men, You Have Your Garden Variety Pros And Cons, Where You Learn How To Focus And Harness Your Various Powers And Weaknesses For Better Or For Good.

I Want To Live In A World Where Miley (or Any Female Musician) Can Twerk Wildly At 20, Wear A Full-cover Floral Hippie Mumu At 37, Show Up At 47 In See-through Latex, And Pose Semi-naked, Like Keith & Co, On The Cover Of Rolling Stone At 57 And Be Applauded For Being So Comfortable With Her Body.

I Feel An Extraordinary Amount Of Sympathy For Anybody Working At A Major Label Right Now Because Their Lives Are Over.

Bands Like Nirvana Had Theatrical Sensibilities, Playing With Image, Challenging Assumptions People Were Making About Them, The Apex Being Kurt Cobain In A Dress To Make A Point.