Nobody Ever Sees Me. Thank You.

I Don't Feel At Home In New Orleans. I Don't Feel At Home In Austin Or L.a. And I Just Felt Immediately At Home In Northern Australia.

In Both The Art And The Business Worlds, The Difference Between The Amateurs And The Professionals Is Simple: The Professionals Know They're Winging It. The Amateurs Pretend They're Not.

There's A Part Of Me That Is Really, Really Happy With All Of My Success Lately Because Of What It Can Get Me And What It Can Buy Me In The Fact That My Music Will Hopefully Reach More People. But It Also Makes Me A Little Bit Miserable Because The Minute The Spotlight Is On You, People Start Flinging Sh*t At You For Whatever Reason.

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.

Art Is Food For The Soul, And An Artistic Climate Is A Healthy Climate Because It Breeds Empathy.