The Soft Bulletin still stands as The Flaming Lips’ trippy masterpiece

If the experiment lost the band a few fans, its next release won them all back and then some. Not even The Flaming Lips’ most ardent admirers could have expected The Soft Bulletin, an orchestral, emotional masterpiece that still stands as the peak of the Lips’ career, 20 years later.
As Coyne explains in a video for Yahoo, at the time that the band—drummer Steven Drozd, bassist Michael Ivins, and Coyne himself—was making The Soft Bulletin, “We were working towards things that seemed more emotional.” Coyne’s father was dying of cancer, Ivins had recently been involved in a bizarre traffic accident that trapped him in his car for hours, and Drozd nearly had his arm amputated due to what he said was a spider bite, but that was actually an infection from heroin use. Lyrically, Coyne had previously tended toward the lofty or even the faux-religious (“God Walks Among Us Now” or “Shine On Sweet Jesus”). On The Soft Bulletin, he turned inward, getting so personal “that I never thought anybody would be able to relate to it.” In fact, it’s Coyne’s naked emotionality that transmits over the multitude of orchestral tracks, causing many critics to compare the album to the Beach Boys masterpiece Pet Sounds. After the complicated musical experimentation of the Lips’ previous album, however, Coyne shrugged, “It didn’t seem like anything compared to Zaireeka.”
The Soft Bulletin lulls in the listener from the first lush strains of opening track “Race For The Prize,” with waves of strings replacing the band’s usual fuzzy guitars to tell the story of two dueling scientists in a race to save humanity. In Staring At Sound, DeRogatis says that Coyne describes the song as “his ideal combination of Frank Sinatra and Led Zeppelin, and which neatly encompasses several of his recurring themes: Seize the moment; dare to live life to the fullest; believe in yourself, work hard, and you can accomplish anything.”
In the press release sent out with the record, Coyne—very Brian Wilson-like—states, “If someone was to ask me what instrument I play, I would say the recording studio.” That’s the overall effect of Soft Bulletin from this very first track: Coyne and his bandmates culminating into a strange and melodious orchestra, led by Coyne’s purposefully nasal vocals. The band continues in that vein, throwing everything at second track “A Spoonful Weighs A Ton”—angelic voices and heavenly strings that are soon overpowered by powerful percussion underlining the song’s undeniable riff. Since their inception as a band, the Lips’ had always been able to weave an irrepressible hook into the middle of whatever bizarre musical concoction they were crafting, and that foundation makes the tracks on Soft Bulletin imminently listenable even amidst all the complex orchestration. With lines like “Heard louder than a gun / The sound they made was love,” the song further developed Soft Bulletin’s theme of the binding power of love, delivered via bracingly original instrumentation.
The interplay between strings and drums continues in “The Spark That Bled,” which offers a tribal symphony before Coyne states, stirringly, “I stood up and I said ‘Yeah.’” The band’s restless experimentation then abruptly sends the song down a whole new path, changing the tone completely almost four minutes in: “And it seemed to cause a chain reaction…” led along by unexpectedly jangly guitar and another front-seat drumbeat.
“The Spiderbite Song” describes the challenging fates that had struck the individual band members, with verses dedicated to Drozd (“to lose your arm would surely upset your brain”) and Ivins’ car accident (“that whole thing just really seemed too bizarre”). Coyne’s own verse is dedicated to his then-partner, Michelle: “Love is the greatest thing our heart can know / But the hole that it leaves in its absence can make you feel so low.” Coyne’s affection for the people closest to him unites the song, while underscoring the album’s theme of love: “’Cause it if destroyed you / It would destroy me.”
The record finally takes a breath with the lacy, lyrical “Buggin,” a silly ode to the things that “fly in the air / As you comb your hair.” Then “What Is The Light?” strips everything down to a somber piano part, as the myriad tracks fall into place and the drums fill in. Coyne’s altered vocals promise, “Love is the place that you’re drawn to,” opening up the song from its dark beginnings to a more welcoming, ethereally triumphant state.