Every article I see is dope this, junkie that, whiskey this - that ain't my title.

I sing like a lark.

I started out when I was about 12, playing drums. I started singing when I was about 15.

When everyone goes home, you're stuck with yourself.

I don't do much else but stay in my hotel room.

I found out through the Internet that I have AIDS. I learned that I was dead. Where else would I find these things?

I was in a band when I was 15. We were a glam band. Then I couldn't afford to buy makeup. At the time that was the thing.

Los Angeles, I don't like that town. Too decadent, and it's slimy.

One of the first bands to break out of Seattle was Heart.

There were a lot of drugs. We kinda just passed the time that way. For a couple of years we were all doin' anything we could get our hands on.

We started this band as kids, and as time has gone on, we've grown and are learning to accommodate each others' differences.

We write about ourselves because we know about ourselves.

I don't take part in it the way I used to-the bimbos, the free beers, free drugs, all that. That's still there if you want it, but I don't really seek that out any more.

We try to be real nice and friendly to people, but sometimes they take advantage of that.

Drugs are not the way to the light. They won't lead to a fairy-tale life, they lead to suffering.

Being me is no different than being most anyone else, I guess.

I guess I can go anywhere I want. If only I knew where to go.

I've always looked for the perfect life to step into. I've taken all the paths to get where I wanted.But no matter where I go, I still come home me.

My bad habits aren't my title. My strengths and my talent are my title.

My bed isn't made, I'm tired, I haven't slept well for two weeks. I haven't been laid in a month. I don't have a girlfriend. I have a warrant for my arrest.