That's not the clearest of pictures, so i'll let you choose your own adventure: You're in a rock band thats had moderate worldwide success and a handful of critically acclaimed albums, and tonight you're headlining a festival in Byron Bay. You've got 15,000 people and one hour, so what do you do?
a) Carpet bomb the entire crowd with confetti at every opportunity
b) Ride around on the shoulders of a man dressed up as a Yeti for no apparent reason
c) Make your entrance to the stage out of a giant pulsing vagina of pure energy
d) All of the above
If you answered d, well too bad it's been done before. If you didn't, well then you just aren't trying hard enough.
I don't think I'd ever been to a musicshow that was entirely not about the music until i saw The Flaming Lips. It was one of those surreal moments where you want to stop the world. If God rang me up right then and said "Hey Matt, what you doing?" I would say, "God, I haven't the fucking foggiest, also how did you get this number?"
I think there were guitars involved, maybe even words. There was a man with a megaphone and everyone was yelling, or, there was a megaphone yelling and the man was everyone. There were dancing frogs screaming "Motherfucker" like it was a newly discovered colour, and someone next to me looked like he got lost on the way to the post office.
Then I woke up, but there was confetti in my wallet, so I guess it really happened.
