We Don't Do It For The Money...

You Either Have The Magic Or You Don't. There's No Way You Can Work Up To It.

My Songs Are Like Bic Razors. For Fun, For Modern Consumption. You Listen To It, Like It, Discard It, Then On To The Next. Disposable Pop.

I Think My Melodies Are Superior To My Lyrics.

If I Didn't Do This Well, I Just Wouldn't Have Anything To Do... I Can't Cook, And I'd Be A Terrible Housewife.

I'm Not Afraid To Speak Out, And Say Things That I Want To Do, Or Do The Things That I Want To Do, So Um, I Think In The End, Being Natural, And Being, Being Actually Genuine Is What Wins.