What do you get when Tom Waits and Tori Amos have an affair? Well, their love child, of course. One listener said that love child would be Stacy Rock.

Reading that, Stacy cocked her head and said: "I don't sound like Tori Amos, neither on the piano or in the voice, but I do play piano and I do have a voice, so I can see how the comparison might be drawn!" Then she smiled because someone wrote her name and Tom Wait's name in the same week, even the same sentence.

Stacy's a storyteller. Everything inside her music, be it the melody or the production, exists to tell a story. You see, Stacy was adopted and the only past she had was the freedom to make up any damn story she wanted to about herself (and everything around her). So she did. She gave Jim a Lifeline and filled an entire planet with Marigolds, she also told the entire town that her dad was building a spaceship in the basement, and then she cried when the entire town said her dad ate too many pancakes.

See that picture up there? That's pretty darn close to Stacy's house and yes, that's a modern picture, that ain't old. See, she grew up in a remote part of Montana, buffalo grazing behind her house and only one other person in her sixth grade class. The first kid she ever met threw a dust pan at her. They did become friends and spend a lot of time together but most of Stacy's time was spent in her head or arranging stuffed animals for concerts.

She began playing classical piano at the age of 5, encouraged by an old jazz drummer she met while her family was on vacation. He said she had a knack for music. Thank god she had a knack for that because the only other talent she came out with was shot gunnin' a beer. Well, that's not fair, she discovered she had an ability to pretend she was other people, usually crazy ones.