Sometimes I Have A Terrible Feeling That

I Want To Live In A World Where Miley (or Any Female Musician) Can Twerk Wildly At 20, Wear A Full-cover Floral Hippie Mumu At 37, Show Up At 47 In See-through Latex, And Pose Semi-naked, Like Keith & Co, On The Cover Of Rolling Stone At 57 And Be Applauded For Being So Comfortable With Her Body.

For Most Of Human History, Musicians, Artists, They've Been Part Of The Community — Connectors And Openers, Not Untouchable Stars.

If You Love People Enough, They Will Give You Everything.

I Feel Like I've Gotten To The Point In My Career And In My Life Where I Can Allow Myself To Write Whatever Comes Into My Head And Not Judge It Too Harshly.

I Think The Internet Really Sussed Things Into Perspective. Because Twelve Years Ago, I Could Spend My Days On Writing And Running My Band And Touring And Making Posters And Practicing With My Band And Working On My Vocals, But I Didn't Spend A Large Pie Chart Of My Time Sifting Through Criticism As Well, And Nowadays I Do, And All Female Artists Do, Because To Be Able To Promote Your Work, You Need To Live In Those Spaces.