For The Most Part, Pianos Are Female

I Survived This Torture Which Left Me Paralyzed For Years. That's What That Night Was All About, Mutilation, More Than Violence Through Sex. I Really Do Feel As Though I Was Psychologically Mutilated That Night And Now I'm Trying To Put The Pieces Back Together Again. Through Love, Not Hatred. And Through My Music. My Strength Has Been To Open Again, To Life, And My Victory Is The Fact That, Despite It All, I Kept Alive My Vulnerability.

So The First Job That I Got - My Father Got It For Me - He Had His Clerical Collar On, Was A Gay Bar In D.c., It Was Mr. Henry's Of Georgetown.

Let's Be Honest. You Let Yourself Be Pulled In Because It Felt Good To Be Wanted, Needed. But Then It Went Too Far, As Projected Images Always Do. If It's Not A Real Image, But One That Has Been Projected On To You, Then You Can Keep Up The Masquerade For Only So Long Before The Mask Cracks And The Paint On The Mask Peels Away.

Guys Would Sleep With A Bicycle If It Had The Right Color Lip Gloss On. They Have No Shame. They're Like Bull Elks In A Field.

I'm Very At Home Working With Mythology.