Add to EJ Playlist The Flaming Lips at Rites of Spring, Vanderbilt University, Nashville, TN, April 18, 2009. This clip of Do You Realize captures a small taste of the wonder and excitement the band brought to this performance. I would have videoed the whole song but some guy and girl, overwhelmed by the message (or the booze), were making out and, when she jumped on him, slammed into me, knocking me to the ground. It actually kinda hurt. But the Lips make everything better.
Add to EJ Playlist I shot the Flaming Lips rehearsing for the upcoming Who tribute. It's down and dirty but a lot of fun... sorry about the audio, that room gets really LOUD!
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Add to EJ Playlist It's kind of weird to realize what an immense back-catalog the Flaming Lips have -- they've been together since the early 80's and have released 11 albums, plus a ton of non-album material. But for their first 15 years or so, they got only a glimpse of the big time, peeking through as part of the Summer of Alternative Rock in 1993 with "She Don't Use Jelly." Imagine if there were an episode of TRL where the bands being counted down were the Flaming Lips, Belly, Soul Asylum, the Breeders, the Lemonheads, 4 Non Blondes, the Proclaimers, Porno For Pyros and Green Jelly, all of whom were beat out by the new Dinosaur Jr single. Some of us who were 14 at the time actually thought it would go on forever.
The Lips' encore was announced with ancient footage from the old Jon Stewart Show on their big backdrop screen, an introduction for a TV performance of "She Don't Use Jelly" from half a lifetime ago. That they would close on the type of song that many bands in their position would try to bury -- can you imagine Foo Fighters encoring "Big Me"? -- and do it in a totally earnest way says a lot about their approach. Nonetheless, tracks from records other than their last three were few and far between; just "Jelly" and this one, from their last indie record, 1990's In a Priest Driven Ambulance.
It felt like a bit like an unearthed fossil, an epic batch of fuzz and streamers as Wayne Coyne tried valiantly to fire his confetti blaster through a cymbal, and then closed the song out with a series of massive gong strikes. That they could construct a stage show so intertwined with, in particular, their last two albums' worth of music, but also seamlessly drop in a 17-year-old album cut, was really impressive.