There's Something About Lonely Nights And My

In The Deepest Hour Of The Night I Confess To Myself Three Things; I Would Die If I Was Forbidden To Write, Forbidden To Love, Or Forbidden To Fashion....love Each Other, And Celebrate The Art And Lifestyle Of Music.

I Already Am A Product.

People Think I'm Unusual But It's Just That We Haven't Had Anyone Like This Since The Seventies.

They're Not Prosthetics. They're My Bones. They Come Out When I’m Inspired. They've Always Been Inside Of Me, But I Have Been Waiting For The Right Time To Reveal To The Universe Who I Truly Am.

I Don't Like L.a. It's Just Not Fun. I Don't Know Why, But I Just Don't Get It. You Have To Drive To Get Everywhere, And When It Rains Everybody Freaks Out.