This one has a little bit of back story (and you could probably use the whole album, because it’s catchy as hell). When I was in my second senior year of college, I lived with a guy who would sit around and play guitar all the time. He’d invite all his stoner friends over and they’d hang out downstairs, doing whatever it is drug users do when I’m not around, and listen to music. One of the revelations was this particular album by The Flaming Lips, Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots. I was just blown away, because I’d not paid any attention to The Flaming Lips since She Don’t Use Jelly came out in 1993. I had no idea they had gotten that interesting!
I won’t say I got really into them, but I love how layered the music is, and how everything seems to work together so perfectly, be it live instruments or weird sound effects. I also like Wayne Coyne’s spacey delivery and just how science fictiony the whole album feels. Anyway, that’s beside the point.
One day I was driving my mom somewhere (the store? bail bondsman? who knows.) and I put this album in the car on low. She actually made me turn it up so she could listen to it, laughed, and asked me just what in the world it was. I had no idea how to describe it, so I said, “Uhh… Space pop love songs for robots.” So there you go.
And now you know the rest of the story.