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I must say that I always thought I had a voice, even when I was 4 years old.

It was hard for me to find my voice because I was, for so long, absorbed in my own world.

I have to have some of my voice because I have my own experiences that I lived through.

My voice has been very, very produced, and very treated - but then, also, it hasn't.

In the past, my voice was my enemy.

My voice, I have to say, is kind of miraculous because I was born with a cleft palate.

I have a feeling that about 90% of my life has been shaped by my voice, both as an embarrassment and as an advantage. There was always the terrible incongruity of this deep voice barreling out of this little body. Somewhere in the back of my mind I was aware that it was ludicrous, that it took on an importance that wasn't really there.

I feel that through my father's music I've found my own voice in my own playing.

I mean, my voice has gotten a little deeper sounding as I've gotten older, I think. I noticed that.

Apart from a period of crisis during my adolescence, when my voice was changing and I could not tame it - it was like a kicking foal that does not listen to reason - I have always been told I have a pleasant and recognizable voice.