Without a doubt, one of the greatest musicians / poets to call Oklahoma home is Old Wayne Coyne.
Whether he was writing and singing poignant, reflective and brilliantly simplistic musings about the meaning of life, building a spaceship for a Martian art film, or walking around in a giant hamster ball in a gray suit underneath a rain shower of confetti, he was the antithesis of the stereotypical Oklahoma celebrity. He was different – a whimsical and beloved mad scientist who commanded international respect and served as a local hero to every Oklahoman who loathed country music, red dirt and cowboy boots.
Unfortunately, Old Wayne Coyne was locked away in the mid to late aughts and replaced by New Wayne Coyne. He went from the goofy mad scientist down the street to the creepy old perv on the corner looking for 19-year-old co-eds to snort his blow. He ditched his old friends and wife and started hanging with pop stars and Christina Fallin. The gray suit and hamster ball were out. Glittery leotards and vagina balls were in. Basically, he changed from a creative mastermind and performer who wrote some great music into a lazy profiteer who resorted to publicity stunts and shock value to remain relevant.
Knowing that, I guess we shouldn't be surprised that New Wayne Coyne – a.k.a. Captain Try Too Hard – is now claiming that he wants to release a vinyl record containing Miley Cyrus's urine.
Via Billboard:
Experimental rockers The Flaming Lips have a history of pushing the vinyl envelope, and frontman Wayne Coyne has yet another novel idea involving a contribution from Miley Cyrus.
In an interview with NME published Thursday (May 31), Coyne revealed his most coveted scheme to follow up previous quirky vinyl creations. Their 2012 Record Store Day release grotesquely included the actual blood of collaborators in the packaging, including Kesha and Erykah Badu. 2018 saw a more sane approach, in which the band crafted their own Dogfish Head beer to be pressed with the vinyl. Up next in Coyne's outlandish imagination: a record pressed with Cyrus' urine.
"You can’t really up the ante too much from human blood," Coyne told NME. "The beer was made especially for the Flaming Lips and has our influence in its taste and color. That’s not as insane as having a little bit of Erykah Badu, and Chris Martin’s blood in your records. Probably not as insane as that, but still pretty great. The next record we were talking about releasing was the Miley Cyrus and the Dead Petz record. We’d get a good amount of Miley’s pee and mix it with some glitter and put that in. I think that would up the ante. Don’t you?
I have an idea. Instead of putting a pop star's urine in your next record, maybe Wayne should try to the "up the ante" by writing good music again? I know I'm not a celebrity and attention-obsessed, coattail-riding rock star who's matured in reverse, but I think the Lips' few remaining fans would rather hear another Soft Bulletin than hold a circular disc of urine-infused plastic that sounds like total shit.
