It’s 1992. I’m on tour for my hit single,“Damn, I Wish I Was Your Lover,”off the album “Tongues and Tails.”
My band and I, including a woman drummer and percussionist, a woman keyboard player, and a woman background vocalist, arrive at the Old Vic theatre in Chicago.
The sound man hands me a note. It’s fromTori Amos, who also had a hit album out, “Little Earthquakes.”
She writes to me that we shouldn’t be compared in the press. We are two unique artists, and she loves my album, especially the song, “Carry Me.”
I’ll never forget her kind gesture — and I’ll always pass on Tori’s magnificent, generous spirit toward women artists in the field. She stood up for our equal success.
Throughout my career, I’ve had incredible support from women. Right from the beginning.
In the spring of my 14th year, when the birds and drummers returned to Bethesda Fountain in New York’s Central Park, I started work on my own way forward.
I studied African drums. I thought if I practiced hard enough, I could become the djembe soloist for the National Dance Ballet Of Senegal.
It was magical thinking, yet it built my foundation for songwriting.
By my third year at the Manhattan School Of Music, I could compose, but I needed to write songs to tell my stories, to find my true voice.
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