I wrote a techno song after I was deported. I was in America for a little bit, but then I was deported back to Germany. I was very sad.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I made a living out of singing Mexican music.
I was a 'runaway girl' from France who married an American and moved to New York City. I'm not sure I would have continued as an artist had I remained in Paris because of the family setup.
Before I left for Germany, I had gotten accepted to the performing arts high school in New York, which was a big dream of mine. And having to leave that was very sad for me.
I think one of the great moments of my life was when I could write musician on my passport.
I was working the Gulf of Mexico on oil rigs, flying helicopters. I'd lost my family to my years of failing as a songwriter. All I had were bills, child support, and grief. And I was about to get fired for not letting 24 hours go between the throttle and the bottle. It looked like I'd trashed my act. But there was something liberating about it.
I had to walk away from America, and say goodbye to the biggest part of my career, because I knew otherwise my demons would get the better of me.
I just passed my identification crisis and came back to country music.
Music kept me off the streets and out of trouble and gave me something that was mine that no one could take away from me.
I quit my job, and went ashore to become a writer.
When I decided to go to a country that subsidized music, I went to the Soviet Union for two years.