The Flaming Lips: Manchester Academy
Rob Hughes, Uncut, March 2003
PANDAS, ALIENS, GORILLAS, GIANT RABBITS and Jetsonesque robots. Enormous spinning glitterballs spewing kaleidoscopic prisms. Silver confetti, fluorescent strobes, glove puppets and vistas of Teletubbies. At the centre of this Fellini-meets-Barbarella-via-Trigger Happy TV weirdness lurks Wayne Coyne, dappered-up like a carnival barker on a mission. "People often live their lives looking ahead," opines the fortysomething leader of America's foremost exponents of mind-melting symphonic cyber-pop, "or to the past, when things were better. What happens is people forget how to live right now, for the moment. And who knows? Tonight may be the last show we ever do. I say you've gotta make the fuckin' moment last. Make right now matter."
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