As We Know, Forgiveness Of Oneself Is

And My Voice Now Is A Struggle, It's A Daily Struggle To Keep It Up. Gravity Has Begun To Fight The Vocal Cords The Way It Does With Everybody. So I Have A Vocal Therapist, And We Record The Sessions And I Use Them On Tour Every Day.

Somebody Else Does The Rigor And Then I Listen. I Have An Assistant, And My Manager, And Other People Who Hunt And Find And Send It To Me, And Then I Just Figure Out Which Ones I Can Do Justice To.

I Never Pretended To Be Rock Star. I Would Make A Lousy Rock Star. I Don't Have The Right Voice For It. I Don't Have The "sex, Drugs And Rock 'n' Roll" Spirit. But The Greatest Flattery In The Last Couple Of Years Is Being Called A "badass" By Young Singers.

The White Music Was Melodic And Pretty, And You Had Beautiful Women's Voices Like Gogi Grant And Even The Andrews Sisters. Then I Went Directly To Rhythm And Blues, Which Had Beautiful Voices But Not Much Melody In Particular And Pretty Much The Same Chord Pattern. I Loved It, I Was Entrenched In It, But Then Folk Music Came In The Middle Of That For Me, And Made Its Own Path. And It Was Part Of The Rebellion Against Bubblegum Music, Or Music That Is Pretty But Doesn't Say Anything.

Sometimes I Think That It Is Enough To Say That If We Don't Sit Down And Shut Up Once In A While We'll Lose Our Minds Even Earlier Than We Had Expected. Noise Is An Imposition On Sanity, And We Live In Very Noisy Times.