With ridiculous track titles like Placebo Headwound and The Abandoned Hospital Ship, The Flaming Lips have carved out a place for themselves where few dare tread. They are the circus parade of the surreal; a musical acid trip. And I absolutely love them. They’ve eschewed commercialism with their bizarre lyrics and unconventional song structure. And, while the music is extremely experimental in places, there is an underlying rock rhythm that carries the songs along expertly. Clouds Taste Metallic (released 1995) is a wonderful, cinematic surprise.