I would like to think that the singer is the butterfly, and the drummer was just the little grub in the ground, working to become a caterpillar.

Just when the caterpillar thought “I am incapable of moving,” it became a butterfly.

I'm just a very primitive, infantile folk singer.

When I lost the use of my hi-hat and bass drum legs, I became basically a singer. I was a drummer who did a bit of singing, and then I became a singer who did a bit of percussion.

And I wonder if the caterpillar at the threshold of death ever knew that she would get metamorphosed into a butterfly that she could fly.

Children are caterpillars and adults are butterflies. No butterfly ever remembers what it felt like being a caterpillar.