I can’t talk about my singing; I’m inside it. How can you describe something you’re inside of?
My father wouldn’t get us a TV, he wouldn’t allow a TV in the house.
I want a bigger band with higher highs, a bigger ladder. And I want more bottom – I want an incredible amount of bottom. I want more noise. When I do a rock tune I want it to be so HUGE...
I talk to the audience, look into their eyes. I need them and they need me.
At my concerts most of the chicks are looking for liberation, they think I’m gonna show ’em how to do it.
At least we know we tend to be afraid. If you object to my plural noun, I’ll retract it.
If you’ve got a today, don’t wear it tomorrow. Tomorrow never happens. It’s all the same day.
Wait a minute, maybe I can do anything.
What we’ve had to do is learn to control success, put it in perspective, and not lose the essence of what we’re doing – the music.
People, whether they know it or not, like their blues singers miserable. They like their blues singers to die afterwards.
When everything is together – the band, me, the audience, it’s boss! It’s just like magic.
I won’t quit to become someone’s old lady.
I don’t know what happened. I just exploded. I’d never sung like that before. I used to stand still and sing simple, but you can’t sing like that in front of a rock band. You have to sing loud and move wild with all that in back of you. Now, I don’t know how to perform any other way.
Maybe my audiences can enjoy my music more if they think I’m destroying myself.
All any girl really wants is just love and a man. But what man can put up with a rock-n-roll star?
It’s not what isn’t, it’s what you wish was that makes unhappiness.
I had a lot of hurts and confusions. You know, it’s hard when you’re a kid to be different. You’re all full of things, and you don’t know that it’s about.
Don’t you know that you’re nothing more than a one night stand?
Like most girls I’m always really self-conscious about do I look fat, if my legs are short, if I’m weird shaped, but when I go on stage, man, it never occurs to me. I think I look beautiful.
You can’t stay in your home town and play because the two people will get tired of seeing you.
In my insides, it really hurts if someone doesn’t like me. It’s silly.