Wayne Coyne
Thirty years of Fearless Freaks, The Flaming Lips.
All right, well, that is it! I can tell, I can see it. Wayne is making some sort of signal that he set up with these fucking production staff…Wayne, I wanna stop here for a second and say it’s obvious that you’ve been setting off these confetti canons. I’m not upset. I’m just saying, you’re a guest on my show. I don’t go to your concerts and lightly touch my nose to set off your confetti canons…Listen, as long as it doesn’t happen again, I promise not to kill and eat you to satisfy my blood lust, my deep desire and need for human blood.
I know a girl who
Thinks of ghosts
She’ll make you breakfast
She’ll make you toast…
Music is amazing. There’s some metaphysical comfort where it allows you to be isolated and alone while telling you that you are not alone… truly, the only cure for sadness is to share it with someone else.
~Wayne Coyne
photos by Laura Lea Nalle
This is a portrait of The Flaming Lips front man, Wayne Coyne, taken at the Womb Gallery in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma.