My father, a mining engineer and colliery manager, gave his brood many advantages not least of which, for me, was his love of singing which gave music a central place in our lives.
I've sung my whole life. I've taken lots of voice lessons and I love to sing. But I've never really sung professionally at all.
God forbid you sing about love. It's a lost concept.
I had a voice - I had an instrument - I loved singing and I had an inspired singing teacher, Miss Sleigh. I went to her every Saturday, and I now possess the upright Steinway piano beside which I used to stand in fear and trembling if I hadn't done my breathing exercises.
I love to sing. It's just a natural thing for me.
I am getting to the point where the only love worth being in is the love worth singing about.
I love karaoke. I love maudlin country ballads. In another life, I'd be Loretta Lynn.
People who truly love to sing have to do it all the time.
I'll sing forever.
There was just a moment when I fell in love with singing, probably when I started listening to Ben Howard and his album 'I Forget Where We Were.' I fell in love with that album, and that album really made me fall in love with singing.
I have, all the days of my life, enjoyed singing very much.
