RESIDENTS HISTORY - part 24 (continued)
One last footnote and I’ll move on. This is a photo of the wedding ring. Of course, the irony here is that they never actually got married. Either the dumb fuck Universal Life so-called minister never registered it or they never got a marriage license, so it was an indelible moment fraught with psychological horror for no reason whatsoever. Just like Thanksgiving at your grandparents’ house or something. A couple of months later, Snakefinger returned to England and The Residents (us) moved from San Mateo to San Francisco.
RESIDENTS HISTORY - part 23 (continued)
Okay! So this is it - the picture that created the name, SNAKEFINGER! I realize this picture is kind of funky, well all of them are kind of funky (some asshole did a really shitty job of processing the film, so this is the best we could do with what we had - okay, alright, I admit it. The asshole was me.) But what you have here is Philip/Snakefinger playing the violin and and somehow after the film was processed and the print was made, THERE IT WAS! A finger that appeared to be turning into a snake. Okay, it does look a little more like sickle, but we couldn’t call him Sicklefinger, for christsake, so he became SNAKEFINGER! I swear it’s true - I was there.