SOUNDTRACK: THE FLAMING LIPS-Zaireeka (1997).
Okay, get ready. Zaireeka comes as a 4 CD set. With a twist. Each CD is meant to be played simultaneously. So, you get yourself 4 boomboxes hit play at the same time and enjoy!
Each CD has some aspects of each song. So, on one disc you may get some vocals, maybe another has some guitars and sound effects. It all varies per disc. In fact, on one disc, track 6 is given a warning, perhaps my favorite warning ever on a CD: “This recording also contains frequencies not normally heard on commercial recordings and on rare occasion has caused the listener to become disoriented.”
And if you do a search for Zaireeka you will read the gamut of opinions about the disc and its ridiculousness or its social coolness. So I won’t go into that. I will say that one fine day many years ago I tried the experiment. I got 4 radios and synched up all the songs and it worked and it was a lot of fun. I also listened to the set in many different ways: Discs 1-4 individually. Discs 1& 2, discs 1&3, discs 1& 4, discs 2& 3, discs 2&4, discs 3&4 and then discs 1,2 & 3, discs 1, 2 & 4, discs 1, 3 & 4, and discs 2, 3 & 4. Phew. (I had a lot more free time on my hands back then). And since then, I haven’t really listened to the discs at all. Because, well, how often do you get a chance to listen to 4 discs at once?
So, online I found a stereo mixdown version of the disc. I know purists argue that that is simply not the way to listen to the disc, and they have a point…. Many of the effects are certainly lost, and since part of the point of the experiment is that the tracks are going to wobble and go out of synch, the mixdown does ruin the effect. However, if you actually want to hear the songs as songs, not as experiments, the stereo mixdown mix is the way to go (at least until they release the disc in a 5.0 DVD version (which evidently they might…maybe? in 2000, or maybe 2007, or who knows.))
But what about the songs? It’s hard to say that the songs are typical Flaming Lips songs, because that’s not really very meaningful. (Lips songs being off the wall at the best of times). However, the songs are designed to allow the different discs to go out of synch somewhat, creating echoes or even stranger sounds. As such, they are rather meandering pieces, somewhat lengthy, without a lot of heavy beats (that said, there are sections with very loud chaotic drums, they just don’t have other parts to synch up to). But this experiment allows the songwriting to shine through in th emost minute details. And it pays off on their next album in big time.
A track by track rundown goes:
“Okay I’ll Admit That I Really Don’t Understand” opens with a big drum splash and a fantastic bassline. Intermittent piano chords let you know that this song isn’t going to be typical. Fun effects and a swelling chorus add to the ambience. It’s a short song, but it sets the tone for the rest of the disc.
“Riding to Work in the Year 2025 (Your Invisible Now)” starts off in a chaotic jumble, but once it settles down it has yet has another fantastic bassline to start. The middle choral part is really beautiful, although that scream section is pretty jarring/creepy.
As the title, “Thirty-Five Thousand Feet of Despair” suggests, it’s a sad song about a depressed pilot. The effects include a plane taking off. The song is propelled by a heartbeat-like drum, and the echoing voices suit the experiment very well. There’s a “sane” vocal track and an “insane” vocal track.
“A Machine in India” is 10 minutes long. It’s got a long meandering middle section, but the slow keyboard melody remains constant. It’s also the first real occurrence of Wayne’s apparent obsession with vaginas (see Christmas on Mars). It begins sweetly as a nice acoustic song but it explores many sonic areas (according to theliner notes, Wayne and his wife were discussing her menstrual cycle, and that was the jumping off point of this song).
“The Train Runs over the Camel but Is Derailed by the Gnat” begins with a fascinating cacophony of drums and ends in a very sweet “na na na” chorus. In between you get yet another splendid trippy pop song.
“How Will We Know? (Futuristic Crashendos)” contains a shockingly high pitched sound (as warned) and yet the main body of the song is another of Wayne’s folky and very catchy melodies.
“March of the Rotten Vegetables” is probably my favorite track on the disc, despite the fact that it’s an instrumental. It starts with some really interesting squeaky sounds and a cool guitar riff. It morphs into yet another bombastic drum “solo” over a nice piano melody. The liner notes indicates there are bats involved, but I’m not quite sure I hear it.
“The Big Ol’ Bug Is the New Baby Now” is a spoken word piece in which Wayne relates a story about how his dogs treat a stuffed toy like a baby, until they get a “Big Ol’ Bug” which becomes, as you may guess, the new baby. Each disc has different ambient effects. As the song ends, a swelling chorus sings the title until the loudly barking dogs bring an end to the song and the experiment as a whole.
As I mentioned, the stereo mixdown version is one way to enjoy the music. But I must say that even listening one disc at at time can be fun (although really, that comes down to much more of an experimental music experience than anything else). The social aspect of the performance certainly appeals, but I’m pretty antisocial and can’t imagine that I’d ever do it.
If you like the Lips at all but have been afraid of this CD because of how ridiculous it is, it’s probably worth the outlay of funds to buy the set or download a track or two. It’s a fun disc that rewards patience, and, really, the songs are all very good. You could also look for the stereo mixdown, but really, you’d only be getting half the story.
[READ: February 3, 3009] Drawers & Booths
Full disclosure: Ara 13 asked if I’d like to read his book and write about it. I looked up the book on Amazon, and it sounded cool, so I agreed.
Drawers & Booths is a work of metafiction. A simple definition of metafiction, in case you don’t know, is: “a type of fiction that self-consciously addresses the devices of fiction; metafiction does not let the reader forget that he or she is reading a fictional work” (for the full Wikipedia explanation click here.)
SPOILER ALERT: Generally I try not to give anything away when I review a book. Some things are unavoidable of course, but any major plot twists or surprises I try to leave for the reader to discover by him or herself. However, because this book is metafictional, and there are twists, surprises, and massive plot alterations throughout the book, the only way I can review it at all is to give some of these things away. I don’t think I ruin anything for anyone, but tread lightly if you want nothing revealed.
I will admit that I’m glad that I knew the book was going to be metafictional, because it starts out with a story about an unnamed Marine in the fictional Middle Eastern city of Cortinia. I’m not big on military/war stories, so I was a little leery; however, that said, the military story itself was pretty cool.
NOTE: I utterly apologize for any mangling of military terms/position/ranks/outfits etc., I simply don’t know anything about the topic…. Ara 13 on the other hand was a Marine Corps combat correspondent and an Army Special operations soldier, so I assume he knows of what he speaks.
The unnamed character is known only as the Corporal. He is the only Marine in an camp of army MASH officers. The Corporal is a reporter whose Captain has been gone for over a week. And so his actual mission is unclear to him. Basically, he is reporting on the conditions of the humanitarian mission in the MASH unit in Cortinia. The tone of the operation is not unlike Catch-22, wherein no one really seems to know what they are supposed to be doing, but, more specifically, no one knows exactly how to deal with this one Marine on their base.
Minor spoiler: In chapter 7, however, things get really interesting. One of the characters walks into a church to find a priest and encounters a man we later learn is Hattie Shore (whose name is an anagram). What’s unusual about Hattie Shore is that whereas the book is written in the past tense, Hattie speaks in the present tense. He also directly addresses the reader, he acknowledges that there is an author of this particular book (and how hard it is for him to get his first book published). He even leaves blank pages while he has a “private” conversation that the reader is not supposed to hear. Welcome to metafiction.
Hattie hijacks the story. In one hilarious scene, the characters suddenly realize that they’re in the present tense and all hell breaks loose. We learn that Hattie is on a mission to track down the person responsible for all of the violence that he has encountered during his life (Auschwitz, Cortinia etc). He travels (instantaneously) from place to place, always being one step behind the perpetrator.
I am reluctant to give this away because trying to figure out who is responsible is kind of fun an interesting. And yet, I wouldn’t be able to talk about the rest of the book if I didn’t say. So….
SPOILER: With fair warning: the person he is hunting is…
God. Hattie believes that God is responsible for all of the evils in the world: all of the bad things that happen to good people can be traced back to God. How is Hattie able to “capture” God? Well, you have to read the book for that cool sequence.
And so, as any good procedural will show you, after the police find the bad guy, we move to a trial. Oh, and if you’re bored at how this part of the story is proceeding and you want to get back to the Corporal, Hattie tells you how the Corporal’s story ends. However, there are many later chapters about the Corporal which may contradict this assertion.
The trial proceeds quite existentially (and rather differently from the trial I just read in Winkie). Since God is the defendant, he is able to mess with the prosecutor in little, hilarious, ways. (God even changed the title of this novel to a nonsensical phrase, in order to deter sales). And of course, that leads to some lengthy metaphysical speeches.
And, just about when I got a little exhausted reading that part, Ara threw in a nice change of pace. A juror addresses the reader and sends you briefly back to the Corporal’s story.
The trial also allows Ara to introduce many different theological points of view including one which may in fact be his (although in a metafictional tale, one can never be sure). In the end, we’re left trying to decide whose side to take: the nice prosecutor who is trying to put God in jail, the jerk defense attorney who is trying to save God; or, to put it simply: God or man.
Regardless of your theological persuasion (and it was fortunate that I happened to agree with Ara’s ideas quite a lot), the argument is put forth that we cannot blame God for the problems of man. And in arguing against God’s existence (and for accepting responsibility for yourself), the character gives this speech that is so simple and so honest that I was quite moved by it:
You bet your ass you should behave as a role model, but not because you are a famous athlete and have legions of admirers, but because you are an adult. And as an adult, you have a responsibility to behave honorably. That is our social contract. That is what makes our communal efforts workable. Grow up and behave, and be a good role-model to kids and all.
It may be a little preachy, but it’s so succinct, and not based on “religion” that it applies to and is easily understood by all.
After the trial, Part IV of the book returns us to the Corporal and his team in Cortinia. Things have gotten much worse, yet our unnamed protagonist is proving himself to be quite an asset.
I apologize for giving away as much as I did of the book, but Drawers & Booths is possibly the most meta- of the metafiction books I’ve read (and I’ve read a bunch). It has everything! And that’s why I had to reveal so much. But really, I haven’t given away THAT much. Most of the surprises are still intact. I hope that this review was sufficiently intriguing, as I think anyone who enjoys any of the topics covered would enjoy the book.
Personally, I love metafiction, so this book was wonderful for me. I can see some readers getting frustrated by the interruptions and the absurdity of everything. But in this book, the author actually acknowledges the reader, and the difficulty that he or she may be having. Which is quite nice.
Word from the website is that Ara13 has another metafictional book coming out soon. Since he took on God in this one, I can’t imagine what he’s going to do for an encore.
Hey Paul,
Thanks so much for the review. Ara