the flaming lips' "embryonic"

listening to this now. as much as we love the soft bulletin and yoshimi, it seemed like they were getting stuck in a rut for awhile there. wayne probably needed the time he spent finishing his sci-fi movie to recharge his batteries. this is weirder in a krautrock sorta way -- more like, say, in a priest driven ambulance, but better executed. lotsa spacey psych jams and blasts of noise, apparently recorded during live jams at stephen drozd's house and later fleshed out. nice that a band as popular as the lips can still do something this surprising.