![]() So when I was informed that I was a “free agent,” I waited for the despair. ![]() In fact, NOT doing it seemed like certain death to me. But nothing about evolving publicly and expressing my FULL life seemed dangerous. “Brand” changing (and this was before this crass yet effective word was even tossed around) was dangerous business. This “pushing for more”…by wanting to participate in the writing more, in the non-rhyming lyrics, in the full real-time expression of ME was not something anyone seemed to be interested in at the time. Perhaps my burgeoning sexuality and coming-of-age were being made evident through the imagery in videos I started to shoot - nothing wildly gratuitous, but an indication of the sorts of places I wanted to further explore in my art, in my music. ![]() I wasn’t aware that I was writing my songs and expressing myself to make sure my manager was happy. But my growing desire to write in the no-holds-barred way that I now dwell in was being discouraged…under the guise that “no one wants to hear this from you, not the least of whom is your manager.” Oh. Certainly I had snuck some autobiographical shares in some of the lyrics, here and there. There had been much said about my evolving (catapulting?) out of what I had been known for…pop. I remember getting the news that I was being dropped from MCA Records in Canada.
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