I'm A Hypochondriac. Yesterday It Was Brain

I'm Trying To Have My Own Thing, And I Don't Know If It's Even Possible. I Didn't Realize So Many People Actually Think I'm Trying To Be Like My Dad. I Read Comments Like 'she's No Elvis.' I'm Not Trying To Be. I Never Set Out To Be.

I Have Always Been A Singer/songwriter And I Was Pushed In Places I Didn't Want To Do, Like Pop Or Top Forty. I Don't Belong There.

I Don't Ascribe To Any Particular Style Or Period.

I Went Through A Huge Transition In My Life Where Everything And Everyone I Knew And Trusted Didn't Turn Out To Be That Way.

I Don't Think I Realized What Was Going To Be The Hardest Part Of Becaming An Artist Until I Dove Off The Diving Board ... First I Had To Overcome A Pre-speculated Idea Of Me. I Had To Sort Of Burst Through That And Introduce Myself, And That Was The First Hurdle, And Then Now Sing In Front Of Everybody, And Then That Was The Second One, And I'm The Offspring Of - You Know, Who I'm The Offspring Of - I Had A Few Hurdles To Get Through, No Doubt About It. But The Scales Never Tipped In The Other Direction Too Much.