Pitchfork Review

The Flaming Lips
Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots
I think it's safe to say that the Flaming Lips' Wayne Coyne is a genius, equal parts Thomas Edison and P.T. Barnum. Like Edison, Coyne is a relentless tinkerer, a visionary experimenteur with a sci-fi fetish and a soft spot for odd technologies. And like Barnum, Coyne is a consummate showman-- the hand puppets, the boombox orchestras, the oddball short films, the radio-controlled headphones. In 1984, Coyne was just another Oklahoma dreamer with an amateurish psych-rock garage band and a duffel bag stuffed with thrift-store effects pedals; 18 years later, Coyne finds himself in the position of following up one of the most universally regarded albums since Pet Sounds.
The album gets off to a rollicking start with the winning "Fight Test," a glossy rumination on the call to duty-- whether that's standing up to a playground bully or, as the Lips would have it, an army of rebellious androids bent on world domination. "If it's not now, then tell me when would be the time that you would stand up and be a man?" Coyne sings over a thick buzz of keyboards, bass and an almost hip-hop rhythm, offsetting his resolve in the refrain: "I don't know how a man decides what's right for his own life/ It's all a mystery." It's a stunning pop song-- easily this album's "Waitin' for a Superman"-- with an intensely memorable melody and the conflict of Coyne's internal dialogue resonating positively on many levels.
Yoshimi shines again with the superior "Ego Tripping at the Gates of Hell," which pits more existential lyrics over a far more satisfying collage of sounds (vocal samples, snippets of mellotron, a lumbering bass). "I was waiting on a moment, but the moment never came," croons Coyne, echoing the issues of readiness and bravery "Fight Test" raised, but also betraying Yoshimi's greatest weakness: the moment never comes.
The closest the Lips do come is on the divine "Are You a Hypnotist?," if only for the brief return of some actual drums (brilliantly tracked to create some glitchy, idiosyncratic fills impossible to play in real life). Coyne indulges in wordplay such as, "I have forgiven you for tricking me again/ But I have been tricked again/ Into forgiving you," as the song builds to a distorted swell of fuzzy static and some otherworldly choir.
"Do You Realize" buzzes and clangs with overproduction, as Coyne breezes through a list of trite observations like, "Do you realize that everyone you know someday will die?" and, "Let them know you realize that life goes fast/ It's hard to make the good things last."