My love for the Lips sprouted in 2007, when, at a coffee shop in southern Texas a friend of mine (was he a friend? I don't remember his name) hijacked my MacBook and implanted a digital copy of The Soft Bulletin into iTunes. Unlike the author of this book, music critic Jim Derogatis, who seems to have followed the band closely at least since the late 1980s, I came to know the band's various albums in the order I could find them (Yoshimi second; the Ego Tripping EP third; Satellite Heart fourth; etc.) rather than in their order of release. And I did all this the same way I came to know, say, Elvis Presley or Gladys Knight and the Pips. For me, the Flaming Lips have always been an established band. As a late fan (the worst kind, in many people's books), my job has not been to spread the word but rather to conduct an archeological dig: What came before?
Anyway, Derogatis's book does exactly what I wanted it to do. It brings into crystal-clear focus the band's origins and development and certainly transforms the list of credits inside every album's jacket into a three-dimensional story of conflicted ambitions and bruised feelings. It conveys how it must have felt to love the band before Yoshimi, when at every turn it looked like it would either break apart, be dumped by its label or have its forthcoming album forever shelved due to one or another legal battle, and to revel in the newness of glitter-saturated concerts and aural experiments conducted in an Austin parking garage. It provides background to songs I had loved and memorized but never really understood -- and it convinced me to give some of my less favorite tracks another chance. Some other reviewers have said they found the book over-crammed with information, but I disagree: I look forward to Volume 2, which the author tentatively (and jokingly) has promised for sometime around 2025.