I’ve Learned To Live With Rage. In

In Some Ways, It's My Rage That Keeps Me Going.

When I'm Performing For The People, I Am Me, Then. I Am That Little Girl Who, When She Was Five Years Old, Used To Sing At Church. Or I'm That 15-year-old Young Lady Who Wanted To Be Grown And Wanted To Sing And Couldn't Wait To Be Smokin' A Cigarette, You Know?

See, I Don't Like Places Where People Can't Dance - Don't Like Clubs Or Theatres Where A Bunch Of Bourgeois People Sit Around Tip, Tip, Tipping Their Fingers.

The Two Things You Can't Fake Are Good Food And Good Music

Most Of The Songs I Sing Have That Blues Feeling In It. They Have That Sorry Feeling. And I Don't Know What I'm Sorry About. I Don't.