The Flaming Lips

Wayne Coyne, lead singer of The Flaming Lips and Master of Disaster — last spotted attempting to carry a replica hand grenade through Okie City airport security (Pitchfork asked the important question: “why the hell did you have a grenade with you at the airport?”), which caused the TSA crackerjacks¬†to put terminal in lock down —

— managed to remain stable long enough to continue making some of the greatest psychedelic rock, ever. Their latest album “The Terror” is a difficult record, but rewards deeply after several listens. After 30 years, these guys still get their freak on with great regularity; they’ve made 17 LPs and EPs over the last 20 years. It’s hard to be dull when you’re working that hard!

The Lips’ Transmissions from the Satellite Heart is now 20 years old, and remains one of the greatest psychedelic power pop albums of all time. It. Just. Pounds.

“I’ve been born before, I’m pretty used to it – Brain-dead is always all there is”

If you’re a Pink Floyd aficionado and you’ve never heard The Flaming Lips, um, yeah, you’re missing out. Floyd was never this weird.