When I Moved Out Of My Mom's

I Certainly Know First Hand The Waste One Lady Can Create Through Her Primping Routine, Because I Am A Victim Of Fashion: To Me A Day Without Makeup And A Bouffant To Match Is A Day Wasted. I Love It All - Whether It's Fancy, Cheap Or, I'm Ashamed To Say, Even If It's Bad For The Environment.

I'm Constantly Thinking About What I'll Do Next. I Never Count On Music Being A Career Of Longevity. I Mean, Longevity Is Key, And I Hope That It Lasts, But You Just Don't Know, Because It's Not In Your Hands, You Don't Make The Decision.

I Really Worshipped Mama Cass A Lot. Mama Cass, Who Was Really Fat And She Didn't Lose Weight. Yeah, She Went On Diets But For The Most Part Of Her Life And The Better Part Of Her Career She Was A Big Person.

You Don't Pigeonhole Yourself, People Pigeonhole You. If The World Is Not At A Place Yet Where It Can Just Be Like, "this Music Is Gay And It's Music," Then It's Not My Fault That It Gets Pigeonholed, It's Not The People In The Band's Fault, It's Because People Won't Just Let Music Be Music, People Who Need To Put A Name On Something Or To Critique Something.

Starting Out Really Punk Came From Not Knowing Any Better And Listening To Music Like That, Not Knowing How To Play Music - Well, Still Not Knowing How To Play Music.