Truly, nothing compares to this fierce artist, poet, activist. That voice, and face, of an angel filling the screen was part of my growing up.
She spoke out against abuse in the Catholic Church long before it was mainstream, and she was slammed for it.
But Sinead was right. A once-in-a-gen artist with her soul, power, fragility, fury and vision.
Unspeakably sad to hear she’s gone. My husband and I both cried when we heard.