Will repeated listening to the Flaming Lips‘ dark, depressing and intense new album drive you insane? MAGNET’s Matthew Fritch aims to find out. Welcome to the Terrordome. If I were Wayne Coyne—and I am definitely not Wayne Coyne, because he would use a better pseudonym—I would begin this post with 40 seconds of synthesizer drone. … Continue reading The Flaming Lips Almost Killed Me: Gawd Only Knows