To resist is to piss in the wind. Anyone who does, will end up smelling. Knowing this, why do I defy? Because my inner voice is yelling. There is a fist pressing against Anyone who thinks something compelling. Our intuit we're taught to deny Yes, our soul, we're told's for selling.

In my opinion, so much of it is really about what you had in mind when you got into it: was it only that you wanted to be a rockstar and see your name in lights? I never really had those kinds of dreams. I knew I loved music and I knew that when I sang in a certain way it made my chest and my whole stomach tickle and I liked it. It still does that same thing to me; I know I’m doing it right when it makes my core tingle a little bit. I get the same feeling when I’m painting a picture or when I get into that almost hypnotic state of writing – those things are incredible and those are the kinds of things that attract me to creativity.