I'd like to say thank you to everyone who has send [sic] me letters and tapes and gifts. Especially the stolen Denny's mug and the genderless 8 track playing robot. I'd also like to say that I'm very sorry that I haven't written back to everyone. I never expected that much mail.

In the past two Yoyo compilations I wrote a lot about myself and my studio. Really there isn't much to what I do. I just place mics, set levels and listen, and by far listening is the most important part. I am proud of what I've been able to do so far with Yoyo; however, I think it is important to note that the elements that makes [sic] these records so vital are the bands and the music.

For some reason I thought it would be good to mention a statistic that was taught to me when I first started doing radio shows at KAOS here in Olympia: 98 % of all record sales in this country go to profit seven major record labels and their subsidiaries. The other 2% is divided between 2000 independent labels. I know there's a good chance that those figures are no longer accurate, but I think it's safe to say that things haven't gotten much better. Please write to me with correct information if you have it.

Big money and art make very strange bed-mates. It seems obvious to me that gearing the creative process for profit never really works. At the same time, I can understand an artist wanting to sign to a major record label because they want to be able to make their living doing the work they love to do. I just hate what fame and fortune can sometimes do to people, and I especially hate what it did to one of our peers last April in Seattle.

Pat Maley, June 1994.