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I am at my friend Chris's house. It's his thirty-fourth birthday. He had called me earlier in the week. "Hey, man, I'm having some people over Friday night for my birthday. We're going to listen to Zaireeka."

[more:]

Not surprising. Chris adores the Flaming Lips, and he is a sound wizard. I've used his studio before. The man can hear a computer buzzing three rooms away. I look around at the four towers of candlelit stereo equipment, pour a short glass of Maker's Mark, and sit on the sofa.

"Naw, man, sit on the floor, right here."

I crouch down, arrange myself among a pile of pillows, and take a sip of whiskey. In front of me is the main system. Is that an ADAT machine? And the receiver is set to VCR? For Zaireeka, Chris shares, he is not going to hit the play button on all four CD players at one time, like the album recommends. He has already put all four CDs on Alesis ADAT, which is hooked up to a mixing board. All the levels and EQs are in one place, so he will not have to scurry around. This is going to be good.

"Here we go," he grins at me, his fingers dashing around the buttons.

This is amazing. There must be 100 tracks here. Jet engines, acoustic guitars, ten-part harmonies all sung by Wayne Coyne in that Kermity cadence, coming at me from four directions, rising and spiraling. It's like Dark Side of the Moon, if Pink Floyd had consumed enough drugs to narcotize a small city. This music is -- "What's that, Chris? They didn't what? Really? Are you kidd -- " I'm sorry, um ... just a sec, excuse me.

"None at all? No fucking way. Not even -- no way! Chris, you lie. Nothing?"

The Flaming Lips did not take any drugs during the recording of Zaireeka. I cannot fucking believe it. The Flaming Lips did not take any drugs during the recording of Zaireeka. I cannot fucking believe it. The Flaming Lips did not take any drugs during the recording of Zaireeka. I cannot fucking believe it. The Flaming Lips did not take any drugs during the recording of Zaireeka. I cannot fucking believe it. The Flaming Lips did not take any drugs during the recording of Zaireeka. I cannot fucking believe it. The Flaming Lips did not take any drugs during the recording of Zaireeka. I cannot fucking believe it. The Flaming Lips did not take any drugs during the recording of Zaireeka. I cannot fucking believe it. The Flaming Lips did not take any drugs during the recording of Zaireeka. I cannot fucking believe it. The Flaming Lips did not take any drugs during the recording of Zaireeka. I cannot fucking believe it. The Flaming Lips did not take any drugs during the recording of Zaireeka. I cannot fucking believe it. The Flaming Lips did not take any drugs during the recording of Zaireeka. I cannot fucking believe it. The Flaming Lips did not take any drugs during the recording of Zaireeka. I cannot fucking believe it. The Flaming Lips did not take any drugs during the recording of Zaireeka. I cannot fucking believe it. The Flaming Lips did not take any drugs during the recording of Zaireeka. I cannot fucking believe it. The Flaming Lips did not take any drugs during the recording of Zaireeka. I cannot fucking believe it. The Flaming Lips did not take any drugs during the recording of Zaireeka. I cannot fucking believe it. The Flaming Lips did not take any drugs during the recording of Zaireeka. I cannot fucking believe it.

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  • The Big Ol' Bug Is The New Baby Now
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  • Riding To Work In The Year 2025 (Youre Invisible Now)
  • Thirty-Five Thousand Feet Of Despair
  • A Machine In India
  • The Train Runs Over The Camel But Is Derailed By The Gnat
  • How Will We Know? (Futuristic Crashendos)
  • March Of The Rotten Vegetables
  • The Big Ol' Bug Is The New Baby Now
  • Okay I'll Admit That I Really Don't Understand
  • Riding To Work In The Year 2025 (Youre Invisible Now)
  • Thirty-Five Thousand Feet Of Despair
  • A Machine In India
  • The Train Runs Over The Camel But Is Derailed By The Gnat
  • How Will We Know? (Futuristic Crashendos)
  • March Of The Rotten Vegetables
  • The Big Ol' Bug Is The New Baby Now
  • Okay I'll Admit That I Really Don't Understand
  • Riding To Work In The Year 2025 (Youre Invisible Now)
  • Thirty-Five Thousand Feet Of Despair
  • A Machine In India
  • The Train Runs Over The Camel But Is Derailed By The Gnat
  • How Will We Know? (Futuristic Crashendos)
  • March Of The Rotten Vegetables
  • The Big Ol' Bug Is The New Baby Now
Cynthia G. Mason - S/T Gotan Project La Revancha del Tango
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BRILLIANT!

hells YES

i could easily say this is my favorite album by the flaming lips. i wouldn't suggest this record for a first time listener of the group. I would suggest something along the lines of "The Soft Bulletin". Trippy as hell and I love every second of it!

mrod10

what an awful review, steven drozd was in the middle of a full blown heroin addiction during the making of this record

somebody

Yea this review descends into sh*te but had a wonderful beginning. Also, Somebody was right. Steven was a full on addict at this point. Anyways... the more I hear it (and view it) in its almost intended format (5.1 experience) I begin to believe this is the greatest thing they ever did. Possibly the greatest aural psychedelic achievement ever. Makes me almost want to leap off the couch and triumphantly yell "F*CK YOU PINK FLOYD!"
btw I am so jealous of anyone that could listen to it on a set-up like what is described above. arg my life is incomplete.

mattydigs

People think you need to use drugs do create zaireeka?
Fuk. people need to listen to more music.

ehf

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