The Flaming Lip performed at Terminal 5 last night. Wow. Sure, I could describe the show with big fancy adjectives – but there’re better writers out there that can do that and seeing the Flaming Lips is more of a present moment experience. For example, blogger Salvatore Bono did a really great job of summing up the show and telling us about it in chronological order – from start to finish. Well done. Lead singer Wayne Coyne conducted the psyche musical affair like a leader of a strange church whose religion involves a full-frontal assualt on sight and sound – and occasionally smell. We listened. We watched. We occasionally screamed, "LIPS!"
Opening the show was Sean Lennon’s new band, The Ghost Of A Saber Tooth Tiger. I bet they were good. (This writer missed seeing them because the cab from Brooklyn to Terminal 5 took much longer than was expected, but Salvatore Bono described the experience as: "It was fascinating watching Lennon play.")
One of the highlights of the evening was a surprise appearance from Yoko Motherflippin’ Ono. Yes, the woman who broke up The Beatles set the room screaming. Wayne commanded her to the stage by saying, "I’d like to bring out the mom of one of the musicans here tonight." Hello Yoko. The innovator of the Fluxus Movement shrieked her way into our hearts with a visual spectacle that burnt into our retinas.
If you don’t believe me, simply check it out for yourself:
People love music. They also love to get high. Put the two together and you’re talking about pretty happy humans, provided you pick the right music. What music is that, you ask? Well, Rolling Stone has some, er…ideas. The leadoff choice of Wilco’s Sky Blue Sky with the opening phrase “irony alert” makes us wonder if this wasn’t originally some Father’s Day tribute to dad-rock.
Then there’s Fleet Foxes’ self-titled album, which, wow did I not remember that that existed (too much weed, maybe?). It’s even odder slotted amid a lot of solid reggae, jazz, and stoner hip-hop. For the requisite Flaming Lips entry, they go Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots, even though The Soft Bulletin is clearly their masterstroke in the genre of dozing-off-on-a-beanbag music. I won’t even touch the eternally overrated My Morning Jacket.
Truly, it’s not all that bad a list, at least until you get to the end. Beck in the top ten, just because the album is named after a strain of marijuana? Goddamn Merriweather Post Pavilion—are we still pretending to like this borefest? What stoned person wants to be freaked out for the rest of the evening by Kid A? When you get right down to it, it feels like the only music you don’t want to listen to when under the influence is the kind that music writers picked for you.
● Someone stole a 300-pound bronze statue of the Lorax from the late Dr. Seuss’ lawn. "I want very badly to get our little Lorax back home where he belongs," said Suess’s daughter, Lark Grey Dimond-Cate, of the heist. "Wherever he is, he’s scared, lonely and hungry. He’s not just a hunk of metal to us. He was a family pet." [HuffPost]
● Rumor has it that Megan Fox and her husband of nearly two years, Brian Austin Green, are expecting their first child together. [Radar]
● Darren Aronofsky is in business to direct Anne Hathaway in Get Happy, a Judy Garland biopic. 2012 will be a busy one for him. [TB]
● Kris Humphries won’t sign for a divorce until Kim makes an offer he can’t refuse. "Kris is dragging it out," explains one source. "Kim is ready to move on, but Kris is hoping that stretching it out will get him even more money." [E!]
● Zadie Smith’s 2005 Booker Prize-nominated novel, On Beauty, is being adapted for the big screen by actress, writer and director Kasi Lemmons. [Deadline]
● To celebrate Record Store Day, the Flaming Lips have packaged a special few of their The Flaming Lips and Heady Fwends with a bit of blood from their collaborators — Erykah Bad, Yoko Ono, Bon Iver, Nic Cave, Ke$ha and Neon Indian included — "Like a glass specimen thing," says Wayne Coyne explains. [Paste]
The video for The Flaming Lips collaboration with Yoko Ono’s Plastic Ono Band, “Brain of Heaven,” has just been released. It’s all trippy and Wayne Coyne-y, with laser show-like black and white graphics and a psychedelic image of a women with light shooting out of her, um, lady part. Make of that what you will. The song itself is very pretty and worth a listen.
● Stephen Colbert announced last night that he is forming an exploratory committee to "lay the groundwork for my possible candidacy for the President of the United States of South Carolina," where he can at least count on not coming in last. [HuffPost]
● The Butter Queen Paula Deen has, as it turns out, diabetes. This is probably all part of Michelle Obama’s plan. [The Daily]
● Ke$ha, Erykah Badu, and Bon Iver will all contribute to the Flaming Lips’ next sure-to-be-weird, sure-to-be-good collaborative album. [RS]
● At last! The first trailer for Wes Anderson’s latest, Moonrise Kingdom, wherein all his usuals, but also Bruce Willis and Frances McDormand, go to summer camp. [THR]
● Word is that when he was last in L.A., Drake and his "huge security dude" confronted the tattoo artist that inked "DRAKE" on that woman’s head. [The Fader]
● Little sister Elizabeth Olsen, In Treatment‘s Dane DeHaan, and Boardwalk Empire‘s Jack Huston, will all join Daniel Radcliffe in his upcoming movie, Kill Your Darlings. [Varitety]
● The time has come for Hulk Hogan to lose that famous handlebar mustache, and his fans are devestated. [TMZ]
The Flaming Lips are really good at releasing their songs in unexpected ways! First there was the track that required a dozen people to listen to properly. Now the Lips have released four new songs on a USB drive stashed inside a big gummy shaped like a life-sized human skull. Whatever works, I guess.
In fairness, frontman Wayne Coyne did already tell Pitchfork they would do this, so it’s not totally out of the blue – but we just weren’t sure they actually would. I honestly don’t know if I could think of a more random way to a release song. Maybe it’s partially a Grateful Dead reference? Indian Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull?
Another picture the band tweeted of the skulls:
And here are two of the songs released inside the skulls:
The Flaming Lips, never shy of challenging listening experiences, have released a new song that’s comprised of 12 different YouTube videos. You have to play them all at the same time in order to hear the complete song, which is called “Two Blobs Fucking.” Unfortunately, I’m alone right now and have but one laptop, otherwise I’d be able to review it for you.
This could be a fun Monday night activity, if you’re really bored. Call up no fewer than eleven people, make sure they bring iPhones or computers, make sure everything matches up just right, and voila: “Two Blobs Fucking.” Repeat. Project the videos on multiple walls and turn off the lights — it’ll be radical. Helpfully, the Lips have put out an instructional video to show you how to do it right.
Actually, though, I’m discovering right now that it’s kind of fun to watch the individual videos. This one is quite soothing until about 1:20:
Go to this YouTube channel to get started. Drop us a line if you figure out what the song actually sounds like.
The Flaming Lips are a weird band. Many years ago, I took a lot of LSD and watched them play a show. They had a giant projector above the stage that showed images of naked women spliced in with war-torn streets and dying children. I think they were trying to making a point, but it really freaked me out. I just wanted to hear that “Vaseline” song. There was also some animated video in which a man snorted his own brain like it was cocaine. I still don’t get the point of that one. Anyway, The Flaming Lips were pretty freaky, and they still are. Now Lips singer Wayne Coyne is attempting to sell a one-of-a-kind poster painted with his own blood. Video after the jump.