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Coyne has said in the past, “You write songs about things that you can’t control.” The admission of powerlessness and humility is what makes this one of the more honest tracks the Lips have written in a while. Next up, “How?” is the hotline number for another one of Coyne’s episodic, existential dilemmas legitimizing frustrations behind the attempt to convey a message with complex emotions loaded like a gun.
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The album disembarks with “Oczy Mlody,” the instrumental/self-titled opener, initiating the space-quest with a tantalizing drum-machine-sequence, panting bass fixtures, celestial guitars, and clotted synths, all coming free from entanglement-much like a slinky would.
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Watch the explanation of sorts, and hear Coyne’s take on the title. Wayne Coyne describes the title as one that’s influenced by “cool sounding Polish words,” culled from a book called “Blisko Domu,” written by one Erskine Caldwell.
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The freaks have crash-landed their spacecraft in uncharted territory, inside a gated community where unicorns, frog dust, faeries, witches and wizards are bountiful, and a powerful new party drug called Oczy Mlody sends you all the way back to your fondest childhood state: “The drug uses your own sub-conscious memories and transports you to your perfect childhood happy mind, and everyone has sex while riding unicorns…”. The album orbits Yoshimi, The Soft Bulletin, and even chunks of The Terror, but not without helplessly entering another dimension for a brief look around. Oczy Mlody is the latest Lips sensation (and proper full-length release to follow-up 2013’s The Terror). The Flaming Lips have managed to keep the blood and guts of their future-heads intact for 30+ years, pulsing their egos in a blender, turning it up to the maximum speed, and holding the lid down tight.