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FLAMING LIPS ‘Feeling Yourself Disintegrate’ (1998)

Sadfaced freakout comic Emo Phillips once said that ambiguity is the devil’s volleyball. In this absolutely ravishing five minutes and 17 seconds from the Oklahoma City dwellers’ ravishingly absolute ‘The Soft Bulletin’ album the cosmically freaked out Wayne Coyne observes: “But life without death is just impossible / Oh, to realise something is ending within us” over an absurdly, goose-bumpingly lush chorus of breathy acapella loops and the starriest guitar solo this side of Neptune. Kinda like ‘I’m Not In Love’, only more deathy. No volleyball needed.

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