I saw my first Flaming Lips show in a dingy dirty warehouse in Dallas IN 1987. The venue was called THEATRE GALLERY…it was an old theatre that hosted underground rock shows and had an avant garde art gallery in the front. Admission was 5 dollars. They played with two other Dallas bands from that time, END OVER END and the brilliant THREE ON A HILL.
I remember seeing Wayne and Michael sitting in the corner by their eqipment, chain smoking Lucky Strike cigarettes, drinking cup after cup of beer…they looked like freaks…long stringy hair and dishevelled clothing. Day glow shirts with eyeballs on fire. Really seedy looking dudes! As they set up their equipment, the chain-smoked cigarettes like mad…just totally smoking up the stage lights and atmosphere.
They were loud, obnoxious, noisy…and very very PSYCHEDELIC. I distinctly remember them playing ONE MILLION BILLIONTH OF A MILLISECOND and just being blown away by their textural punk/metal sound. Not to mention Wayne’s loud shredding guitar solos. They set a cymbal on fire at one point and smashed it. They brought in a motorcycle for the encore and filled the place with smoke and noise (as described in their documentary, THE FEARLESS FREAKS…eveidently, they did this a lot for their encore back then). I was just totally blown away by their brevity, intensity, and sheer originality.
I have been a fan since. I’ve seen them a total of 25 times in various places, with various lineups, at various times in their career. Each show eclipses the last for beauty and dynamics. Their last tour was brilliant…like a circus crossed with Pink Floyd and the Theatre of The Bizarre. I love them.
But that first show will always stick in my mind…