Intermission: Extraneous Music From The Residents' Mole Show

Intermission: Extraneous Music From The Residents' Mole Show

Intermission: Extraneous Music from the Residents' Mole Show is an EP by The Residents, released in 1982. It featured music from the opening, closing and intermission portions of the Mole Show. It was the first in a line of albums that would bear the warning that it was not part three of the Mole Trilogy. The infant on the cover is Jana Flynn, daughter of The Residents' spokesperson and manager Homer Flynn.

All the songs from this EP were issued as bonus tracks on the original 1987 CD release of Mark of the Mole.

Punk band NoMeansNo covered "Would We Be Alive?" twice: once on an EP of the same name, then again on their In the Fishtank EP.

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