That preacher dialogue that comes in at the very end of Ex-Girl Collection and connects into Per Second Second, mostly out of the left speaker, is actually not a sample dropped in there as you might assume (which was super common in say, the '90s, less so by the time this record was finished).
It's technically not at the end of Ex-Grille Confection, it actually exists at the beginning of Per Second Second and that was one of the few songs that I didn't use my same amp set-up on (more on that trivia later), but instead, mic'd up a Marshall half-stack in the basement, possibly with a guitar wireless unit (tough to recall, it's pushing 25 years at this point).
And because we were living back in Secaucus at the time, on Huber St. near one of the fenced-off swampy areas that hosted a number of radio transmitters for NYC-area stations*, ...(*and one in a very long list of environmental factors I used to wonder about, whether it had contributing to my developing myeloma. But it's an impure modern world and it could've been a lot of things - ha.)...in writing & tracking the guitars on that song, my guitar/amp/mic combo just picked that up, on a Sunday if I remember right, an actual sermon being delivered & broadcast live, so I hit record and captured it.
The sorta crazier part is that that portion of the sermon is roughly as follows: "mary went to the tomb of Jesus...just to be there / but how when she went early, she found something strange had happened.../ the stone was rolled away - and by the way, by the way...god did not have to roll that stone away for Jesus to come out"
And then it goes straight into Per Second Second which is, while somewhat of a throw-away song lyrically, essentially about this dream i had where I was shot and died, Jesus pulls up in a very tricked-out late-model convertible to 'gather me home', that sorta thing.
I don't think anyone's ever noticed or at least pointed it out to me, but at the time I was completely bamboozled at the timing & coincidence of it all, and thinking about it again now, still sorta am.