Sia Furler deals in contradictions. She doesn’t like talking to people she doesn’t know but enjoys interviews with strangers on the phone. She despises fame and the way it changes lives but obsessively consumes vacuous American reality shows seemingly doing the same thing.
Lying in bed in her New York apartment, the Adelaide-born singer-songwriter is attempting to explain why, just as her 17-year career is nearing its peak, she is planning her retirement from public life.
“I’m getting a bit famous now,” Sia (like Beyonce or Madonna, it’s first name only, please) says softly, “and I’m very anxious.”
