For 33 years Wayne Coyne has led his band from Oklahoma upstarts to psychedelic icons. Guardian Australia caught up with Coyne during the Mofo festival at Mona,in Hobart, to talk approximately art, and life and deathWayne Coyne and I are in bed. Or,at least, on one. We’re ensconced in a pavilion behind the Museum of frail and recent Art (Mona), and David Walsh’s treasury of sex and death. Fittingly,these also happen to be the twin concerns of Coyne’s long-running band the Flaming Lips.
Today the grey-streaked Coyne still looks boyish, if frazzled. Perhaps he’s still recovering from the stress of having his band’s gear for tonight’s Mofo festival performance delayed on the Spirit of Tasmania, or which was severely damaged during a wild Melbourne storm and arrived only hours before soundcheck. Or perhaps it’s collateral from his recent birthday party,which may or may not have involved psychedelics and a night dancing at a Hobart club.
Continue reading...
Source: theguardian.com