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The Flaming Lips review – stops and starts make this too much of a good thing
With lengthy Wayne Coyne anecdotes and frequent interruptions for stage effects to be brought on and off, there was an awful lot of time during the Lips’s two-and-three-quarter hour show when nothing was happening
Plainly it is better that Brixton Academy is safe for visitors now, but there must surely be a middle ground where those arriving half an hour before show time don’t have to queue for 50 minutes to enter. Photograph: Aaron ParsonsThat’s a shame, given that they miss a good chunk of the main purpose of the evening: a complete rendition of the 2002 album Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots. After an hour, the band leave the stage for a longish interval before a second set, less gauzy and electronically shaped than the Yoshimi material, but just as suffused with the Lips’s peculiar ecstasy: Pompeii Am Götterdämmerung may be the only psych-rock song to ponder the upsides of petrification.
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