Singing is the love of my life, but I was ready to give it all up because I couldn't handle people talking about how fat I was.
Rock and menopause do not mix. It is not good, it sucks and every day I fight it to the death, or, at the very least, not let it take me over.
Right now I'm not involved with anybody, but I hope by 75 I will be again.
It was my 16th birthday - my mom and dad gave me my Goya classical guitar that day. I sat down, wrote this song, and I just knew that that was the only thing I could ever really do - write songs and sing them to people.
If you see somebody running down the street naked every single day, you stop looking up.
If you have stage fright, it never goes away. But then I wonder: is the key to that magical performance because of the fear?
My other family is Fleetwood Mac. I don't need the money, but there's an emotional need for me to go on the road again. There's a love there; we're a band of brothers.