Please, everybody, please. If we didn't do what we could have done, we cried!

( (miss)qwoting The Residents qwoting The Beatles )

It's not about Jackson Hate; in fact, it's not about Jackson at all, really. It's about media omnipresence getting on our tits!

( trying to explain "Michael Cry" to some thickheads )

You've accomplished what few others have had the vision to ignore.

( our biggest fan, Bob, on something or other )

(Note: context lost to the ravages of Flash – Adobe, not Gordon)

The Krypton Suite was a project hell-bent on turning traditional music from the planet Krypton into something we earthlings might in time come to agree upon as not entirely horrible.

( some desperately needed explanation )

Cow-boy-ing on into the sunset after a hard day on the range.

( describing "The Wander Of Your Smile“ )

That's because we were not absolutely sure whether we were right, or not.

( explaining why the protest song (sort of) "We Were Right" doesn't sound as forceful as one might expect )

The Residents meet Tom Waits while waiting for Acceptance.

( our biggest fan, Bob, in one of his delirious praises )

Panning, spinning, delicate, floating, fluttering, transients, warm but distant, John McLaughlin and Paco de Lucía, searching, exploring, spiral staircase, pastoral.

( our very first fan, Bill, trying to tell us something )

Thanks for a super bowl of dead duck soup!

( our biggest fan, Bob, in one of his delirious praises )

(Note: we urgently need more fans, so we can qwote someone else for a change!)

Yuck! This song stinks!

( some guy who is definitely not a fan )

(Note: and someone whom we will never ever again ask their opinion of!)