The Deal: Former roadies for The Flaming Lips start their own band, Stardeath and White Dwarfs.
The Good: If you hadn't read that first sentence and simply pushed "play," you'd be able to draw immediate comparisons to The Flaming Lips with the band's unique sense of psychedelic rock. While the band plays more of a standard rock than The Lips, these guys are equally unique in their genre placement – acoustic guitars mix with electric, falsetto vocals come in at opportune moments, synthesizers flow like waves behind the mass of music. The album's 10 tracks go by quickly at just over 34 minutes. While the lyrics are a little more straightforward than their influence's, they haven't lost their sense of humor – see the closing track, "Smokin' Pot Makes Me Not Want to Kill Myself." Oh yeah, and the front man is Dennis Coyne, nephew of Lips front man Wayne Coyne.
The Bad: It's another one of those situations where you can say that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery or that they've taken too much from The Lips and are calling it their own. You'd also have to assume that the band won't be putting on the same kind of elaborate stage show that helps set apart The Flaming Lips from, well, just about everybody else. It remains to be seen what their stage presence is like. I wasn't crazy about the slow, hypnotic "The Birth."
The Verdict: Fans of The Flaming Lips are sure to enjoy the brand of music. It's also no surprise that they've been picked as the opener for the Lips upcoming tour.