I'm Sort Of A Gay Man Trapped

I Think That It Depends What You Mean By Successful. If You Mean 'make Money' You Need To Be Part Of The Machine Unless You're One Of Those Superhuman People Who Can Do Everything By Yourself, And Have Workaholic Tendencies And Really Good Advisers And A Good Investor.

People Call Me For The Ballads. Apparently That's Where I've Been Pigeonholed. But It's Really Interesting And Really Fun. It's My Favourite Part Of The Job, Writing.

Being Hunted, Paparazzi-style , Doesn't Appeal To Me.

When You're Entertaining All Day Long And That's Your Work, You End Up Really Very Tired. You Don't Have A Lot Of Energy Left Over For Your Loved Ones.

When People Say, "show Your Face, You're Not Ugly." I Want To Say, "i Know. I'm Not Doing It Because I Think I'm Ugly; I'm Trying To Have Some Control Over My Image. And I'm Allowed To Maintain Some Modicum Of Privacy. But Also I'd Like Not To Be Picked Apart Or For People To Observe When I Put On Ten Pounds Or I Have A Hair Extension Out Of Place." Most People Don't Have To Be Under That Pressure, And I'd Like To Be One Of Them. I Don't Go On Twitter. Because When People Say Things Like, I Don't Know, "i Hope You Get Cancer And Die," It Hurts My Feelings.