It's neither bad, nor good, but sounds exactly the way you think it does, The Flaming Lips offering an inessential curio in the shape of a slavishly faithful yet utterly irreverent reconstruction of an old Beatles album, that demonstrates very little of the bands personality or artistic abilities, The question here is, what exactly is the point of this? Why bother? It further cements the Flips place as space cadets bordering on irrelevancy as they follow their muse down the artistic rabbit hole into a dead end, releasing music on USB sticks buried in foetus-shaped jelly blobs, or other gimmicks that distract from the fact that music is for listening and not fetishised limited artistry. Back in the mid-1980s, the easiest way for underground bands to draw ideological battlelines separating themselves from their 1970s arena-rock antecedents was to appropriate their most hallowed songs for devious ends. In time, the Flaming Lips are freewheeling away from us. Following the acid tinged trip of their last full-length album, 2013s The Terror, Wayne Coyne and his merry band have now. There's guests ahoy (Miley Cyrus, and Moby, for starters), and generally, this whole thing feels like a handful of well off Americans let loose with no songs of their own and no filter in their own studio allowed to do whatever they want. The Flaming Lips latest project makes sense in a slightly perverse way. If I had a goldfish, it would know how these songs go. You sure as chips ain't buying this to see what the songs sound like. Leur dernière folie en date est de reprendre lintégralité de lalbum culte des Beatles, Sgt.
This is the fourth 'covers' album to bear their name, after preposterously limited versions of The Stone Roses and Captain Beefheart, as well as a better known take on "Dark Side Of The Moon".The Flips release their first post-Kliph recordings with a song-for-song version of some record by that ancient Liverpool band, The Beatles. Les excentriques de The Flaming Lips nont pas fini de nous surprendre.
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In fact, with four full length album releases this year (including "7 Skies H3", this, the Electric Wurms album that is the Flaming Lips in all but name, and "Aatlas Eets Christmas"), The Flaming Lips are fast disappearing into a land of hyperactivity where it's difficult to keep rack with what they are up to : even something as major as an album release - the kind of thing U2 agonise over for years - is simply a side order inbetween t-shirts. For a band that went four years between albums at the height of their popularity, now you simply can't stop them.
You might wonder, whats the point, really? The Flaming Lips seem to have taken the approach that more is more.
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