The composition and arrangements are creative, but the result is mere idiosyncrasy. Vocals are very weak (like Neil Young on a very bad day) and the engineering is flawed by both excessive separation and the fact that the percussion sounds like it was recorded on one mic in gymnasium. There’s one interesting and progressive reflection (“The Spiderbite Song”) on how events in other people’s lives affect their relationships with us, but it lacks depth.Īnd the lyrical weakness is not helped by the music. They display a certain fondness for non-referential paronomasia (meaningless puns) and the kind of logical puzzles that occupied the minds of the brighter students in middle school. Sprinkled with very occasional profundity, the lyrics are outside the mainstream, reflecting thoughtfully on topics that frequently don’t merit reflection.
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The geek who desperately wanted to be cool, not comfortable in his own skin (or why not all STEM students are artists). “The Soft Bulletin” by The Flaming Lips (1999) There's a Beatles psychedelic vibe to many of the songs, which I also like, especially What is the Light, A Spoonful Weighs a Ton ,even Race for the Prize.
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Moreover, if I did, I doubt I'd listen to the full album, but this is a complete album where each song has something great about it. I never would have listened to this or gave it much of a thought. As this album goes, I like it more and more. Music, lyrics, experimental stuff all mixed up. There's so much happening with these songs. Just brilliant! Do You Realize is a song I do know - but it's not on this album. They did a concert during the pandemic in bubbles and the audience was in bubbles too. The more I read about these guys the more I like them. They lead vocals on Race for the Prize sounds like Neil Young. I'm not sure if its intentional or my poor equipment.Īnyway, I have heard of the Flaming Lips, but am not very familiar. There's a distorted sound to the drums on the first track. But dressed with a weird American glittery excess, self indulgence, and hope that seems out of touch with practical reality. This is thier Revolver, or maybe thier Kid A. In the Climate Pledge Arena of America's greatest bands, there will one day be a Flaming Lips banner hanging proudly in the rafters, somewhere next to the Grateful Dead, the Mothers of Invention, and KISS. I untintentionally saw them a couple more times as they got bigger and Wayne started rolling over us all in the audience inside a giant clear balloon and convincing people from the crowd to jump onstage and dance naked. Wayne sang through a microphone that blew out green smoke and crushed fake blood over his forehead. Glitter everywhere, splashing off the drums. Random people in furry costumes danced around the stage. At the time I didn't fully get what they were going for on stage.
Matt and I unintentionally saw the Lips a couple years after Soft Bulletin came out at the Seattle Pier with De La Soul, Kinky, and CAKE. Still raw like their early stuff, but dropped the guitars and picked up electro beats, glossy detuned disney synth strings. They tapped into something new with this album. They make me proud to be American in the age of American decline.
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