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Showing posts with label psychedelia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label psychedelia. Show all posts

Saturday, 13 November 2010

wavin' my dick in the wind

Ah, the ocean. What is it about her that's so alluring? I puff my vintage pipe as I type this, by the way.

But really, all of that marine shit intrigues me. It's calming and strangely nostalgic, and Ween seems to capture those feelings. But for every profound statement I make, there's a retarded cousin to it. In this case, I found out about Ween from Spongebob Squarepants. 'Ocean Man' [SPOILER ALERT: Probably the best song on the album] was used for the closing track of the Spongebob movie, and I knew Ween had to be hot shit. While The Mollusk isn't consistently good, I still find myself coming back to it. I know this sounds fucking stupid, but if I in a submarine thousands of feet underwater, this is the only album I'd want to play.

Saturday, 21 August 2010

needs more bleeding vaginas

So, Pitchfork gave Zaireeka a 0/10. This struck me as odd, mainly because it's by the Flaming Lips. See the juxtaposition? But I'm not going to dwell on Pitchfork's abortion of a review. I like to think I'm better than that. The "hook" of Zaireeka is that it comes with four CDs, with eight tracks on each, every disc having an alteration of each song. With a physical copy, you could mix and match discs to see what variation suited you. When all four CDs are played in harmony, weird shit goes down. "Weird shit" as in "beauty". Everything is so fantastically surreal in this album; it's kind of like the disorientation experienced when you get up too quick and blood rushes from your head. Whether it's the means of transportation in the year 2025 or bleeding vaginas, Zaireeka will always keep you engaged with its lyrical content. Distorted guitars, strong drums, and high frequencies will have you a) Brain-washed and b) Coming back for more.

Friday, 19 March 2010

SWEET'N'SOUR JESUS FUCK


Holy spicy fuck-whistles. This bad-boy leaked a few hours ago, and it's giving me a metaphorical boner. You want to know what it's like? It's like dropping acid in a McDonald's ball pit full of sex. It's really good.


MGMT is, at face value, a radio-friendly single maker. Or should have been a radio-friendly single maker. MGMT never really wanted to get popular, they just happened to release three singles that got a fuckton of airtime. Andrew VanWyngarden stated that Congratulations won't have any "Time to Pretends" or "Electric Feels". This proves to be bittersweet, seeing how Time to Pretend fucking rocked. But the inconsistencies of OS were all too noticeable. The mature songs like Weekend Wars and The Youth were scattered between the big three singles: The aforementioned Electric Feel and Time to Pretend as well as Kids. Congratulations fixes these problems though. You certainly won't find anything that would make it big on the radio. Every track shows the experimental/psychedelic tone MGMT was aiming for. This album feels like you're in one of those spinning rides at Disney World. You're jerked from side to side as each song splits into three, only to be neatly wrapped up by the end.
UPDATE: /mu/ has spoken, they fucking loathe it. 2deep4them