Every writer writes in different ways, and so some write the music first, while others write the lyrics first, and some write… — Valerie June Copy Share Image
As soon as I could talk, I was bellowing at the top of my lungs. My parents couldn't get over how weird… — Valerie June Copy Share Image
If I have something inside me that I want to get out, I'll just beat it out on the banjo right then… — Valerie June Copy Share Image
It is such a gift to be able to write songs in general, but when you can share it with somebody, it… — Valerie June Copy Share Image
I don't care if you're Muslim or Christian or Buddhist or whatever your religion is, when you listen to a spiritual song… — Valerie June Copy Share Image
I just let the songs tell me what to do - they are my guides, and they are the boss. So I… — Valerie June Copy Share Image
I've been busy and need to slow my little tail down and sit and meditate somewhere. I do my walking meditations every… — Valerie June Copy Share Image
I paid my dues. I have crawled to gigs. I have served people coffee. I worked hard selling all these records out the back… — Valerie June Copy Share Image
I don't even want to call it God. I just want to call it connecting with something that's greater than I am. So that's… — Valerie June Copy Share Image
When I was a kid, I always wanted to go to Europe, to go to Africa, to go traveling. — Valerie June Copy Share Image
I'm constantly being inspired by the old days and taking things from the past and allowing them to lift me up where I am… — Valerie June Copy Share Image
When I think about singing, and music, I think about how the people who live on the East Tennessee side have more of a… — Valerie June Copy Share Image
Every writer writes in different ways, and so some write the music first, while others write the lyrics first, and some write while they… — Valerie June Copy Share Image
I mean, roots musicians - we can get old, you know? We can get up there and wear overalls and deliver the songs, we… — Valerie June Copy Share Image
As soon as I could talk, I was bellowing at the top of my lungs. My parents couldn't get over how weird I sounded… — Valerie June Copy Share Image
I create my own reality. And I'm not the only one. My reality is becoming more prominent. — Valerie June Copy Share Image
