The Absolute Sounds of The Flaming Lips,
This review is from: Transmissions From the Satellite Heart (Audio CD)
This album is all you will ever need as a troubled teenager. It's that desert island album that makes you forget about everything and listen to it from start to end, and wonder why you stress about your life so much. Life is great! Just listen to the nasal fey voice of front man Wayne Coyne; he sure knows how to have a great time.
Coyne has a knack for writing infectious melodies alongside painful guitar distortion and feedback. This is also coupled with Beach Boys style harmonies. How does that work, you ask? Don't know, but it simply does. The songs themselves are extremely memorable, yet have some of the strangest titles I've ever read: "Pilot con at the Queer of God", "Oh My Pregnant Head", "Chewing the Apple of Your Eye"...
Don't let their weirdness put you off though. The Flaming Lips have created a classic with this album, and it's guaranteed to put a smile on your face.