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The Flaming Lips
Wow. I-
I -
I-
This album was IMPECCABLE.
Where to begin.
How about with the horrendous arrangements? Some of them started off innocently, like the slow opening credits of an old Disney film, but then a swarm of whining metal wasps enter to help arrange these disasters - er, sorry, REmasters. Ha.
The album began so obnoxiously with The Race for the Prize I actually LOLed! The drummer’s little “one, two, one” couldn’t prepare me for that woefully rambunctious not unpleasant whatsoever madness; at some point a car alarm went off outside and I didn’t notice for a good 20 seconds because I thought it was part of the song. The background vocals combined with the sporadic bursts of percussion, jeez, I couldn’t help BUT nod my head. Like yes, bang bang, give us nothing!
And is it just me or did the lead vocalist sound like Paul McCartney, but STRAINED? Like he was forced to run a 10K while singing exceptionally hollow lyrics. For example, listen to the line “They lifted up the SUUUUUNNNNNNNN” in A Spoonful Weighs a Ton (before the song descends into literal turmoil).
Speaking of -
The lyrics were so astonishingly simplistic, I couldn’t tell whether the songwriters were just high or perhaps … literary genius?
Maybe you can help, because, from
The Spark that Bled ~
“I accidentally touched my he-ead
And noticed that I had been blee-eeding
For how long I didn’t knoooow”
it’s almost as if they’re implying that the singer just discovered he’d been bleeding from his head for quite some time I don’t know though I think I might be overanalyzing this…
Or The Spider Bite Song ~
“When you got that spider bite on your hand
I thought we would have to break up the band
To lose your arm would surely upset your brain
The poison then could reach your heart from a vein”
Clear, to the point and nostalgic - no, really, it takes me back to first grade when we learned about RHYMES for the first time, I think I came up with a poem just like this actually
Or even better, Buggin ~
“All those bugs buzzing around your head
Well, they fly in the air as you comb your hair
And the summertime will make you itch the mosquito bites
Well, they bite
Yeah, they bite
But you still tell they're there”
Guys I think they’re onto something here! Bugs bite, oh they bite alright! I got a mosquito bite on my ankle yesterday, do you think they’re implying that this bite was in fact, from the mosquito that bit my ankle that was bitten by the mosquito who decided to bite my ankle that had a bite from the very same mosquito?
Lastly, Feeling Yourself Disintegrate started off promising with some unsettling “brap-bap-bap-brrrap-bap-bap-bap-bap”s , then dissolved into another timeless drone devoid of any meaning. This is the ENTIRE song (don’t worry I don’t think I can get a copyright strike bc of how deliciously generic the lyrics are):
“Love
In our life
Is just too valuable
Oh, to feel
For even a second
Without it
But life
Without death
Is just impossible
Oh, to realize
Something is ending
Within us
Feeling yourself disintegrate
Feeling yourself disintegrate
Feeling yourself disintegrate
Feeling yourself disintegrate
Feeling yourself disintegrate
Feeling yourself disintegrate
Feeling yourself disintegrate
Feeling yourself disintegrate”
At this point I really felt myself begin to disintegrate. And combust. And become one with the dead mosquitos on my window net.
With all that being said (I hope it was comprehensive enough), I think I might have weakly enjoyed this if I was unwillingly under the influence of some mysterious psychedelic plant, maybe the Flaming Lips have some to spare? Look I appreciate profundity in simplicity, but this was uh … pretty bad. Except for the first two, the tracks melted into an indiscernible mass of misplaced drums and ridiculously elementary, LITERALLY the tackiest lyrics I’ve seen in a long time. Wait, don't be offended, it’s honestly refreshing!
It could also be that I’m laughably wrong and the album is too sophisticated for my measly uncultured in the genre of reverby rock (or wtvr this is) mind to process. I can never tell. After all, the band somehow has over 1.5 million monthly listeners on Spotify????
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