Yes, I realize this band has been around for years. Yes, countless times I was told to listen to them. I responded "Yeah, alright. I'll get to that"...a week later. Sorry, Paul. I really should of listened to you.
The other day I was walking back from one of my Anthropology classes. It was a nice day, I was in a relatively good mood considering I had been up since 7 a.m and already recited a poem to a class full of pissed off freshman. I wouldn't consider the day anything more than average.
Shuffle. The song "Do You Realize" came onto my iPod. I, as I'm sure a million other people, have heard the song before. But for the first time, I really heard the song. It was awakening. It was truly beautiful. I feel so overly dramatic about my emotions towards music sometimes, but isn't that the point? Something so abstract, so artistic and unique (for the most part) can awaken something inside of you?
I know for a fact, my life would take a serious down-spiral if I ever went deaf. I have headphones over my ears more often than not.
I noticed I also had a few other songs by the Lips on my iPod. They totally fucking kick ass! Where the fuck have I been for the last 20 years? Most of you know that I don't really feel the need to drink or do drugs to have a good time, while every once in a while it can be a blast. This band makes me want to take acid...seriously.
Their songs are so emotionally intense, so capable of expanding your mind. So beautiful in their own way, so quirky and awkward and strange.
I started listening and listening and doing endless research. I'm literally in love. Not only with their sexy-as-hell frontman, Wayne Coyne, but everything about their music; including their performances. It was rumored that they are one of the Top 50 bands to see live before you die. Mass amounts of confetti, giant hands, Wayne apparently gets into a giant, man-sized, plastic bubble and walks out onto the crowd. AND they support Barack Obama. What's not to love?
The band even claims to have done entirely too many drugs in their early teenage years; mostly marijuana and LSD. They admit that it had a huge effect on the way their music was engineered. Ya think? Although I haven't completely researched this, I read somewhere that Wayne once attempted to conduct an orchestra of 50 automobiles; all of which were playing their own unique, specially created sounds. Brilliance! Insanity! I LOVE IT!
THEN I READ THIS. If this is not the most epic thing you have ever read...
"The Flaming Lips formed in Oklahoma City in 1983, when founder and guitarist Wayne Coyne allegedly stole a collection of musical instruments from an area church hall and enlisted his vocalist brother Mark and bassist Michael Ivins to start a band. Giving themselves the nonsensical name the Flaming Lips (its origin variously attributed to a porn film, an obscure drug reference, or a dream in which a fiery Virgin Mary plants a kiss on Wayne in the backseat of his car), the band made its live debut at a local transvestite club."
The other day I was walking back from one of my Anthropology classes. It was a nice day, I was in a relatively good mood considering I had been up since 7 a.m and already recited a poem to a class full of pissed off freshman. I wouldn't consider the day anything more than average.
Shuffle. The song "Do You Realize" came onto my iPod. I, as I'm sure a million other people, have heard the song before. But for the first time, I really heard the song. It was awakening. It was truly beautiful. I feel so overly dramatic about my emotions towards music sometimes, but isn't that the point? Something so abstract, so artistic and unique (for the most part) can awaken something inside of you?
I know for a fact, my life would take a serious down-spiral if I ever went deaf. I have headphones over my ears more often than not.
I noticed I also had a few other songs by the Lips on my iPod. They totally fucking kick ass! Where the fuck have I been for the last 20 years? Most of you know that I don't really feel the need to drink or do drugs to have a good time, while every once in a while it can be a blast. This band makes me want to take acid...seriously.
Their songs are so emotionally intense, so capable of expanding your mind. So beautiful in their own way, so quirky and awkward and strange.
I started listening and listening and doing endless research. I'm literally in love. Not only with their sexy-as-hell frontman, Wayne Coyne, but everything about their music; including their performances. It was rumored that they are one of the Top 50 bands to see live before you die. Mass amounts of confetti, giant hands, Wayne apparently gets into a giant, man-sized, plastic bubble and walks out onto the crowd. AND they support Barack Obama. What's not to love?
The band even claims to have done entirely too many drugs in their early teenage years; mostly marijuana and LSD. They admit that it had a huge effect on the way their music was engineered. Ya think? Although I haven't completely researched this, I read somewhere that Wayne once attempted to conduct an orchestra of 50 automobiles; all of which were playing their own unique, specially created sounds. Brilliance! Insanity! I LOVE IT!
THEN I READ THIS. If this is not the most epic thing you have ever read...
"The Flaming Lips formed in Oklahoma City in 1983, when founder and guitarist Wayne Coyne allegedly stole a collection of musical instruments from an area church hall and enlisted his vocalist brother Mark and bassist Michael Ivins to start a band. Giving themselves the nonsensical name the Flaming Lips (its origin variously attributed to a porn film, an obscure drug reference, or a dream in which a fiery Virgin Mary plants a kiss on Wayne in the backseat of his car), the band made its live debut at a local transvestite club."That is just too beautiful to explain. All I can say is seeing this band live and doing acid are now on my List.
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