Sunday Night Vinyl (Part 2)

And with a little reggae to set the move, we’re shifting gears 180 degrees back to prog rock with ‘The Darker Side of the Moon’ album by the Flaming Lips.


That’s just how we roll, baby.

HRH and I have been looking to add this to our collection for some time now and thanks to the Orange Monkey, we now have it.  She being both a big Pink Floyd and Flaming Lips fan and me being, well, I’ve heard this album before and loved it so, yeah, it was a very welcome addition to the collection indeed.

Originally conceived for a New Year’s Eve show, the Flaming Lips and guests Peaches and Henry Rollins covered the Pink Floyd classic. Though the Lips always seemed more indebted to Syd Barrett-era Pink Floyd, they put their own stamp on Dark Side’s paranoia and moody atmospheres.

They performed this version of Dark Side of the Moon at their 2010 New Year’s Eve celebration, capping a triumphant 2009 that included the release of their revitalized-sounding ‘Embryonic‘.  While the Lips recorded that album on their own, it’s still easy to hear how this album is symbiotic with ‘Embryonic‘.  The same wildness permeates these songs, giving them a feel that’s more primal than the original’s polished reflections.

Speak to Me/Breathe‘ opens the album with short-circuiting keyboards and raw, vaguely Latin-sounding percussion immediately tying it to the Lips’ last album, while ‘Time/Breathe (Reprise)‘  rides on the driving, fuzzed-out bass that was ‘Embryonic’s spine.

However, …Doing ‘Dark Side of the Moon‘  feels more focused than its predecessor – of course, the familiarity these songs have helps – with its rawness providing contrast instead of adding an intentionally primordial feel, as it did on ‘Embryonic‘.  Elsewhere, the Flaming Lips and guests are just as faithful to ‘Dark Side of the Moon‘  as they need to be, using Peaches as a stand-in for Clare Torry on ‘The Great Gig in the Sky‘ – although Peaches’ super-saturated howls are far more odd and jubilant.

As on the original, some of the best moments are the spookiest ones. ‘Us and Them’ sounds like a conversation held across a kitchen table instead of in deepest space, regardless of the synths whooshing around Wayne Coyne’s vocals, and tender guitars underscore its unique intimacy.  ‘Brain Damage‘  is even more stripped-down while remaining true to the original’s air of eerie knowingness, of being just sane enough to know you’re going crazy.

As always, the Flaming Lips approach this tribute by exploring how they can serve the songs, without worrying about the legacy or image of the artist they’re covering. The only time this backfires (slightly) is on ‘Money‘, which has a cleverly tinny drum machine that sounds like coins piling up, but its heavy vocoders and stiff beats lose too much of the original’s jaded swing. Despite the sheer number of musicians playing on it, ‘The Flaming Lips and Stardeath and White Dwarfs with Henry Rollins and Peaches Doing The Dark Side of the Moon‘  is a distinctly non-bloated treatment of one of rock’s most epic albums.

While it might be more fun than impressive, fun has always been a vital part of the Flaming Lips’ best music and we definitely welcome fun here in our household so, yeah, we’re diggin’ it.


About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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