Narrative Essay: The Flaming Lips
Another group of inflatable creatures joined the band on stage, this time two suited frogs and a giant Santa Claus, while digitalized naked girls danced between rainbow traces. The power of the song had captivated us from the balcony and beyond; finally I felt like more than just a spectator of a Flaming Lips spectacle.
Before closing the show with an overly forced encore of “Do you realize??“ (the Mexican crowd cheering during its lyrical reflections of death) , the band performed my favorite song of the night, “A Spoonful Weighs a Ton” off their 1999 album The Soft Bulletin. Everything about this song was heightened—from the bossa nova 3:2 electronic drum pattern, to the lyrics.
“Forcing it off with their hands, the trap door came undone”— these words, while perhaps some of the only lyrics I could heard clearly throughout the night, resounded with me in that they brilliantly sum up what it is the Flaming Lips do with their music and live performance. They open a trap door of endless possibilities, and in the enormous, bustling, overcast environment of Mexico City, I couldn’t think of a more inspirational and fitting call for creativity