It was a snowy Christmas Eve with harpist (and transgender performance artist) Baby Dee and a huckster named Chicken John, at Coney Island High," begins Quintron. "And nobody came to the show. But we played, and at the end of the night, Chicken John got drunk and let a dog hump his leg, and two long-haired acid-head guys who were really into Hawkwind who had heard us on WMFU playing our puppet soundtrack came to see us. And that," declares the singer/organist/inventor, "is my memory of the first show Quintron and Miss Pussycat played in New York back in '96 or '97. It was a beautiful night."
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The New Orleans-based duo have enjoyed many wild and wooly adventures since then. Putting out 14 records since the mid-90s, the pair might be very loosely described as kitschy if quirky-smart party rock -- akin to an organ-based version of The Cramps meet the B52s with puppets -- but there's much more than their festive personas and performances that meet the eye.