Rosanne Cash
Rosanne Cash
Rosanne Cashis an American singer-songwriter and author. She is the eldest daughter of country music icon Johnny Cash and his first wife, Vivian Liberto Cash Distin...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionCountry Singer
Date of Birth24 May 1955
CityMemphis, TN
CountryUnited States of America
two clothes mind
I spent nearly two hours deciding on an outfit that would look as if the subject of clothing had never crossed my mind, but would in fact show off my best features and miraculously hide the extra pounds.
pain dad singing
The religion I have is music. Even the times I have headaches, when I'm singing, I can't feel them. My dad used to say that, too, especially near the end of his life. He would be in pain - a lot of pain - and he said the only time when he didn't feel pain was when he performed and sang.
dad people use
Because I was starting out in my 20's. I wanted to do it on my own. I didn't want to use my dad or have people say I was using him.
daughter mother children
No, my step-daughter just opened a theatre school for children, I have another daughter who works in the record industry and another who is going back to collage and I have two little ones at home.
daughter mother musician
I have daughters who are writers and actors but no musicians.
suicide reading sick
I am so sick of reading about another car bomb, another suicide bomber, another 10, 20, 30, 70, 100 people dead in a day, both Americans and Iraqis.
grief writing loss
As I started writing about loss and grief, I was taking what felt unmanageable and using my songwriting, my sense of poetry and discipline, to try and make it manageable.
voice anxiety focus
And I kind of said to myself if I get my voice back I'm not going to take back the old anxiety about it and just focus on the limitations. I'm really going to enjoy it.
grief loss suffering
Loss is the great unifier, the terrible club to which we all eventually belong.
loneliness i-have-learned impulsive
I have learned to be steady in my course of love, or fear, or loneliness, rather than impulsive in its wasting, either lyrically or emotionally.
writing giving perfect
But there's nothing that gives me more thrill than when I'm writing and a couplet works. I find the right rhyme, or it's just perfect. There's nothing that exciting.
trying different painting
Being in the studio is like painting, you know, you can really take your time, and try different things, and kind of go deep into it.
grief tragedy unbearable
With time the unbearable becomes shocking, becomes sad, and finally becomes poignant.
dad compassion judging
My dad had more compassion than me. He was nonjudgmental. He didn't care where you stood politically. He just took you as a person on face value. He could love all stripes, and that's why all stripes claim him. He didn't judge.