I'm a great admirer of the Residents' output, and enjoy much of their later work just as much as the early stuff. Also, I've come to appreciate that many of their albums (such as The Big Bubble) require a number of listens before they truly grow on me. Tweedles, however, stands apart in that the more I hear it, the more I dislike it. I think the concept (the sexual vampire) is great, and the alleged backstory behind the album's creation is also a wonderful yarn. Unfortunately the songwriting and production suck. The fact is, the sound is way too glossy and slick; trendy instead of trend-setting. Even the passages of music that sound great are completely undermined by the unimaginative spoken word narrative that scars every song. If the content of the disc could have been as witty and subversive as the cover art, this would have been a classic entry in the Rz catalogue.