Mary J. Blige
Mary J. Blige
Mary Jane Bligeis an American singer, songwriter, model, record producer and actress. Starting her career as a background singer on Uptown Records in 1989, Blige released her first album, What's the 411?, in 1992, and has released 11 studio albums since and made over 150 guest appearances on other albums and soundtracks...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionR&B Singer
Date of Birth11 January 1971
CityNew York City, NY
CountryUnited States of America
Don't give up, be positive and if you know someone who knows someone at a record company don't stop beating down their door till you get heard. Don't ever say it'll never happen or it'll never happen.
Yonkers made me strong and made me believe in myself, because so many people would doubt you and not believe. There are people that would believe in you, but the environment was so harsh, nobody wanted you to get out, you know?
Thank you so much for supporting me from the day I stepped foot into the music industry. It really means something to me to have Maya Angelou speak on my behalf. It also means a lot to have Oprah on my speed dial!
I remember a time when all my fans were crying and sad and going through hell. Now, we're trying to uplift each other and accept ourselves for who we are, even if nobody else does.
Once you climb to another level, you have to figure out how to sustain it.
'My Life' is soft, with notes of pear and gardenia, but still bold, with a woody base.
I've been a tomboy my whole life. But then you get older, you get married, you soften up.
I'm from the element of the streets that says that once you've made it, it's yours. But keep it to yourself.
I'm a singer who thinks like a rapper.
I wouldn't adopt, but what I will do is give my time and go and try to be there for people.
I like French fries; I like mashed. I love potatoes.
'My Life' is not an autobiography. It's just music.
When I was a child I didn't care about getting an education, and I didn't finish high school.
Then my life crashed and burned down: trials, men, drama, no self-love, no identity. A little identity, but not a lot of love for myself, my life.