ATP New York 2009: Babies and Drums
- story Peter Macia
- photo Abbey Braden
Boredoms’ drummer Yojiro (YO2RO) Tatekawa was carried into the main performance space on a platform carried by eight dudes, ten minutes into the already heart-exploding Boadrum 9 reprise at ATP New York last Sunday. He bashed on his drums so hard, it was unclear whether they would be able to hold him up. They did, and an hour later, Tatekawa and his bandmate Yoshimi were walking around with a bunch of awesome little Boredoms babies, on their way to participate in Oneida’s marathon 13-hour performance and then check out Boris’ volcanic replay of their album Feedbacker. Jim Jarmusch looked pretty psyched on Boris too. This was basically the vibe at Kutsher’s Country Club, a tarnished gem of the Catskills social set, where VIP is nonexistent and there was always something happening that was going to destroy your eardrums for, as of post time, at least two or three days.
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posted on Sep 15, 2009 in MUSIC NEWS tags Animal Collective, Antipop Consortium, Atlas Sound, ATP New York 2009, black dice, Black Moth Super Rainbow, Boredoms, Boris, Boss Hog, Crystal Castles, David Cross, Deerhoof, Deerhunter, Dirty Three, Grouper, Melvins, Menomena, No Age with Bob Mould, Oneida, Panda Bear, Shellac, Sufjan Stevens, Suicide, Super Furry Animals, The Drones, The Feelies, the Flaming Lips, The Jesus Lizard
FADER TV: Wayne Coyne on the Flaming Lips in 2009
- story THE FADER
Over the holidays I made my yearly pilgrimage back to Oklahoma to visit my family. This year, in addition to combing the local antique malls for ceramic cats and eating at Chili’s like it’s my full-time job, I made time to stop by Wayne Coyne’s house (on the day after Christmas, no less) and chat with him about the recently released Christmas On Mars, the Flaming Lips‘ upcoming stint as curators for the next ATP Festival and Wayne’s own hopes and dreams for 2009.
—T. Cole Rachel
Christmas on Mars (the film, not the holiday on the planet)
- story THE FADER
Speaking in de rigeur film review terms—where everything is usually “a rollercoaster thrill ride” or “an adrenaline-fueled romp”—we’d describe The Flaming Lips’ Christmas on Mars as “a hallucinogenic journey through an alien womb.” The loooooooong gestating and self-produced film, that comes out on DVD this week, is as weird as you would expect it to be. It feels like a special Solaris-themed episode of Felicity (you can’t hide from us, J.J. Abrams!), the weirdness tempered by its DIY charm. All the atmosphere takes its toll, and by the time Adam Goldberg delivers a monologue about a “vaginal-headed marching band from hell,” we were ready to call it a day. The film does, however, take a warm tone soon after that, trading its surplus of vaginas for a heart. By the end, we realized that this is exactly what director Wayne Coyne of The Flaming Lips thinks a Christmas movie should be. We’re still not sure if we’re completely sold on the idea.
Liptastic
- story THE FADER
The new Flaming Lips mixtape finally drops tomorrow in the US.
While it doesn’t contain the latest D-Block response tracks or chopped up not slopped up Texas joints, it DOES have lots of ill new wave (the Chameleons AND the Psychedelic Furs? We’re with that), somewhat unexpected techno, and the Lips’ own lysergic cover of the White Stripes’ “Seven Nation Army”. Good job, Wayne.
