When I'm there, I'm not here. I can't talk about my singing; I'm inside it. How can you describe something you're inside of?

I started singing about three years ago, I entered a local singing competition called Stratford Idol. The other people in the competition had been taking singing lessons and had vocal coaches. I wasn't taking it too seriously at the time, I would just sing around the house. I was only 12 and I got second place.

For me, singing was real life, not two plus two equals four.

I just managed to convince my grandmother that it was a worth while that was something to do, you know, and when I did finally get the guitar, it didn't seem that difficult to me, to be able to make a good noise out of it.

I'm mortified to be on the stage, but then again, it's the only place where I'm happy.

My dream was to not get a day job but to sleep, wake up and do my music. I want to keep that dream forever.