For The Most Part, Pianos Are Female

A Guitarist Or A Drummer Can Get A Cold And Still Play; I Get A Cold And Sound Like A Wet Mitten Trying To Sing You A Love Song. Charming.

Things Go Wrong All The Time; You Can't Be Precious About It.

I Remember Driving To North Carolina When I Was A Little Girl In A Snowstorm To Get Down To My Mom's Family In The Carolinas. There Were Chains On The Car - It Was The Late Sixties - And We Were Just Singing In The Car. Christmas Carols.

I'm A Grown Woman. I've Earned My Experiences, My Scars.

I'm Not Somebody That Gets Played A Lot At Parties And Weddings. I Mean, You Know, You Mention My Name And You Get An Eye Roll, Until, Of Course, You're Jumping Off A Bridge.