In retrospect, maybe that dead dog tattoo wasn’t that bad of a decision.
Earlier this week, Wiley Coyrus released a short “film” titled “Blonde SuperFreak Steals the Magic Brain.” I put the word “film” in quotes out of respect to any movie made by Adam Sandler or Michael Bay.
The film, if you want to call it that, is typical Wayne Coyne “shock” art. In case you’re new to the show, that means it’s awful, lacks artistic merit, and was simply made for notoriety and attention. Here’s a synopsis via Billboard:
The five-and-a-half-minute video features Moby as an “evil, power-hungry cult leader,” as Flaming Lips leader Wayne Coyne tells Rolling Stone; Cyrus as the keeper of a magic brain that apparently “contains the original formula for the drug LSD”; and a blonde woman who steals the magic brain, causing Cyrus to lose her mind and enlist “a burned-face Santa and a lesbian Bigfoot” (again, Coyne’s description, not ours) to track it down. The short film is the stuff of nightmares, but then again, dreams are typically more coherent than a series of random shots of exposed breasts, technicolor acid, mushy brains and the Flaming Lips performing amidst cardboard clouds and rainbows.
Yeah, the most absurd thing in all of that is Moby playing the role of an “evil, power-hungry cult leader.” WTF, Moby? Were the Chemical Brothers not available? Was Fatboy slim too busy dancing in the Penn Square Mall food court?
Anyway, here’s the movie. Be warned, it does show a naked lady walking around with a jelly brain, so it’s probably NSFW:
It’s been 49 days since we’ve written about Flaming Lips frontman Wayne Coyne on this website. Considering we once thought the “2014 Fall of Wayne Coyne” was going to be a weekly feature, that’s kind of hard to believe.
Our last post about Wayne had to do with his performance of “Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds” with Miley Cyrus at the Billboard Music Awards, and the subsequent beating he then took from Smilers on Twitter. Apparently Tinsel Dick enjoyed all the negative attention, death wishes and hatred from his own alienated fan base, because he and his 20-something girlfriend Katy Weaver got tattoos of Miley’s dead dog over the weekend.
Miley Cyrus will never forget her deceased dog … because it’s now emblazoned on her rib cage.
Miley inked the memoriam Saturday at a house party in Los Angeles. For some reason … her good buddy Wayne Coyne from The Flaming Lips and another friend tatted the same design in honor of Floyd — an Alaskan Klee Kai that died when he was only 2.
Floyd’s death … along with a bad reaction to antibiotics and hard partying … led to Miley’s meltdown earlier this year.
It looks like Floyd’s mug is the centerpiece of the tat with the words, “with a little help from my fwends.”
We’ll always remember Floyd … because we have to now.
Isn’t that kind of screwed up? If I was getting a tattoo of Rowdy on my chest and some creepy old sex crazed cokehead that I’ve known for six months asked if he could get a matching one, I’d probably ask him to play Do You Realize… then I’d punch him in the face and /or make him listen to new Flaming Lips material. Then again, I’m just a normal person and not a world-famous pop star living in an alternate reality, so what do I know.
Here are a few more pics of the tattoo:
In this week’s installment of our now weekly feature “We Told You So: The 2014 Fall of Wayne Coyne,” we’re going to take a look a Tinsel Dick’s (that’s New Wayne Coyne’s nickname) cover of “Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds” with Miley Cyrus at the 2014 Billboard Music Awards.
Yeah, that happened last night while you should have been watching Game of Thrones, Silicone Valley, Mad Men or just about anything else. The song was actually performed at an arena in England and streamed live to a horrified audience that had just witnessed a computer hologram of a child molester sing and dance.
Check it out:
Hey, that wasn’t too bad. In fact, it was kind of decent, which means Wayne Coyne probably didn’t have anything to do with it. It’s not like he performed Strawberry Fields Forever with Yoko Ono or anything. Then again, there have been about 432,000 covers of Beatles’ songs over the years and most of them aren’t “too bad.” That’s because it’s a fucking Beatles’ song. You have a better chance of improperly cooking a Hot Pocket than messing up something they wrote. Hell, Pink Pony could put out a Beatles’ cover album and it would be probably be decent. Just kidding. I’m taking things too far.
Of course, that’s just my opinion. The reviews online were pretty mixed. Some people enjoyed the performance, while others – most of them Miley Cyrus fans – hated it and want Wayne Coyne to die:
In this week’s installment of our new bi-weekly feature “We Told You So: The 2014 Fall of Wayne Coyne,” we’re going to take a look at what exactly we think is wrong with the Lips’ frontman. But before we get to that, let’s recap the continued fallout between Wayne and his former drummer, Kliph Scurlock.
A few weeks ago, Kliph posted something manic to Facebook where he detailed his firing from the band, and in the process, outed Wayne Coyne as a short-tempered, abusive asshole. The rant was picked up by the popular indie music site, Pitchfork, which published an article titled “Kliph Scurlock Accuses Wayne Coyne of Racism and Abuse in Detailed Account of Firing From Flaming Lips.” Obviously, that story hit every other music website, blog, zine, whatever out there, and although he’d never admit it, Wayne Coyne had a little crisis on his hands. Just like his band’s music, he went from being revered and loved to being questioned and criticized from his loyal fan base.
As the fallout from Kliph’s first Facebook post was settling, the drummer left another long, rambling Facebook post. This one was less publicized, and it’s too long and incoherent to post here, but let’s just say it read like Wayne sent Stardeath and the White Dwarves to Kliph’s house with a pair of pliers and a blow torch. Kliph spun a 180. He semi-apologized and defended Wayne from accusations of racism. He claimed there was more to his firing than just Hipster Boo Boo’s Cleveland Indians impersonation – something we told you – and essentially apologized for igniting the controversy.
Wayne repaid Kliph’s favor by giving an exclusive interview with Rolling Stone where he called the ex-drummer “a pathological liar,” “immature,” “asshole bully,” “cowardly Internet hater,” “closed-minded musician,” “non creative” and “hateful person.” All those things may be true, but Wayne came across looking like a dick. Although he distanced himself from Hipster Boo Boo and her philosopher bf, he was combative, entitled, hypocritical and other choice words used to describe a washed-up hero turned anti-hero. The hypocrite part really stood out.
This past weekend, Wayne Coyne and his girlfriend Katy Weaver were in LA drinking Mountain Dew with Shaun White, working on some projects for Funny or Die, and probably snorting a lot of cocaine.
While there, Wayne decided to pay homage to his good friend Christina Fallin (a.k.a. Hipster Boo Boo) by snapping some pics of his girlfriend, a couple of posers, and a dog posing in a Native American headdress. Because he’s such a wild rebel, he then posted the pics to Instagram.
Check it out:
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