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.
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.
God forbid you sing about love. It's a lost concept.
I love karaoke. I love maudlin country ballads. In another life, I'd be Loretta Lynn.
I am getting to the point where the only love worth being in is the love worth singing about.
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.
