In 1984, The Flaming Lips take their first steps on an acid-laden lava, this EP is a chemical bomb, a weapon of mass destruction, leaving no survivors. Little known, believe me, it's a punch in the stomach—not hard, a razor cut, and I love this EP that already showcases the essence of the band. If you don’t know it, give it a try; your neurons will play hide and seek to avoid being caught by these sounds that reek of the sweat of a methamphetamine "cook."
The Flaming Lips - Bag Full of Thoughts