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Quatre moucherons prisonniers d’une flaque de boue. La terre liquide s’empare de leur corps, se déverse lentement dans leurs micro-poumons, pénètre les nanorifices de leurs carcasses et les absorbe de l’intérieur. Dans un effort de survie désespéré, les moucherons exhalent leur derniers souffles et chacun à sa manière éructe l’ironie de la vie à la face du monde. L’un tatatape, le second sisisiffle, le troisième bourbourdonne et le quatrième gragragratte. De ce brouhaha entomologique s’élève une mélodie. Les sifflements et les tappement s’élancent en un slalom hasardeux. Les bourdonnements et les grattements improvisent un dialogue insensé. Une musique approximative et tendue née de l’urgence de se faire entendre s’élève et s’offre aux oreilles réceptives.
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]]>photography - The Flaming Lips The Flaming Lips are probably my favourite live band. I think they're the rock equivalent of a gospel band. They sing songs about the inevitability of death and yet you still come away from their shows with a big smile on your face. I've been a fan for years and their shows get more and more overblown. The first time I shot them was at The Royal Albert Hall in April this year when they were touring to celebrate the release of the 'At War With The Mystics' album. I was lucky enough to meet them aftwards and gave Wayne Coyne and Scott Booker (their manager and all round nice guy) a copy of Anyway Anyhow Anywhere, the Who book I wrote with Andy Neill. When I saw them again at Hyde Park in June 2006 Wayne invited me to shoot the whole show from the stage, which was very nice of him. The problem is there is so much going on when they perform that it's actually very difficult to shoot them from the stage! Great experience though.
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