So who needs Prince?

Wendy: It's been close to 15 years now, we've been sort of in this weird hierarchy of the dinosaur club of composers.

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It's a small club!

Wendy: It's a very small club. And there aren't any women. In TV there's a few that have actually been able to make a living through the muck. We lost one of our great ones --

Lisa: Shirley Walker.

Wendy: She was spectacular. She worked for all the big guy composers.

Lisa: The thing with us too . . . , the women factor is definitely a hard, difficult mountain, but then you'd think that, oh all that success, playing with Prince, if that doesn't open any door --

Wendy: None!

Lisa: Instead it's like, two black chicks that score films?

Wendy: And they wear lingerie.

Wendy: It's like being the kid of a famous parent, you know . . . 1985, 1986. 20 million copies, worldwide-huge! I was 19. It was crazy. . . . Our aspirations to work in film -- both of us grew up with fathers in the business, in studios in L.A. I always wanted to compose for film. Not for TV! I hated the idea of TV as a kid.

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You guys have worked together for years. How do you not kill each other?

Lisa: We've slaughtered each other a few times. Very much like "Life of Brian." We're limbless and legless. Come on, sucker, I'll get you!

Wendy: No, that's "The Holy Grail." "I'll bite your legs off!" You know there is no secret. We batter the hell out of each other. But we love each other more than we batter.