
That meant first running sound for them before becoming their second guitarist, then engineering the demos for what would eventually become "In a Priest Driven Ambulance." That album would later be recorded at SUNY Fredonia in upstate New York, made possible through a friendship between Donahue and Dave Fridmann who worked for the university. Like George Salisbury, Donahue was a fan of the band who wanted to help out. Fortunately, that isn't quite the case: Here is the untold truth of The Flaming Lips. And as a band that has had a cult-following from its earliest beginnings -– inspiring obsessions so intense they would go on to forge life-long partnerships -– it would seem to many as if their decades-long trail of stories had been thoroughly picked over like delicious vaseline slathered toast. Even frontman Wayne Coyne's bathing habits have been laid bare for all to see. Now firmly a fixture of the alternative music vanguard, and occasional honorary guests to the world of pop-superstardom too, much of The Lips' secrets have been thoroughly exposed several times over. Beginning as a group of outcasts in the suburbs of Oklahoma City - self-releasing music that has alternately been lauded for its uncompromising expressivity and decried for being unlistenable, noisy, and pretentious - the group has since crafted a hefty and formidable catalogue of music, reinventing themselves with every new release in an ultimate flex of versatility and songwriting prowess. Birthed within one of the strangest, roughest, and most exciting periods in American music history, the band has gone on to out-weird and out-live most of their contemporaries, cementing themselves as one of rock's most influential and iconic groups in the process. The Flaming Lips are truly a singularity among singularities.
