I'd fully taken the road many people start on, but most abandon: common sense had given me a miss, and I'd become an artist.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I didn't expect to become an artist. I was not comfortable going out on the road.
I'd got very successful, everyone knew who I was, but I felt very empty.
Something in me was instinctively drawn to the life of a misunderstood, brilliant and wilful artist. I wanted to become one.
I wanted to be a make up artist. I did it, and the road that I took was quite good.
Yes, I would loved to have just sustained myself through my art, but less than one in a billion musicians gets that life. So rather than being like, 'I'm an exception!', like a moron, I thought I'd get a real job.
I think my father would have liked to have been an artist, actually. But I think he didn't quite have perhaps the drive or, I don't know, I mean he had a family to bring up I suppose.
I wouldn't be where I am today without the amazing public arts education that I had.
In college, I would follow Bob Dylan around, and I would show up to a concert, and he would sing some song he hadn't sang in a long time, and it would speak to something, and I would think it had some great fateful implication.
Had I not become entangled with music, I would have become an author much earlier.
I loved going on the road... I think that's something everybody ought to experience one day - not necessarily as an artist, but just to get out and see the country.
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