First off, I'm perverse, and proud of it.  I also happen to like uncompromising music that demands to be approached on its own terms.  Forget all the emotional baggage that goes with the very mention of the name Yoko Ono, and what lies etched in these discs is exactly such music.  It's everything the bloated, self-righteous mainstream of rock hates.  Thank God(dess) for that!