Confetti. People dressed as animals. Strobe lights. Cool Hand Luke. Fake blood. Happy Birthday To You. Jon Stewart. Robots. Flash lights. Carmina Burana. Balloons. 90210. Japanese slasher movies. Naked hippie chicks. Hand puppets. And more great songs than you can shake a stick at.

That's what The Flaming Lips at Amager Bio was like. I'd never been to that venue before, so I was quite surprised when I came in and the place looked like a smaller version of The Bronze. I don't think the Lips have played a place that small since they played the After Dark (Please welcome the cool, the crazy, the fabulous The Flaming Lips). So anyway, this joint fits about 1000 people and it was crawling with Danish rockers and music journalists.
Brendan Benson and The Well-Fed Boys go on and they're great. I don't think a lot of people knew them and unfortunately they only played about 25 minutes, but they were good. I was surprised that Benson was a guy in his thirties, because I thought of him as a Ben Kweller/Ben Lee type of guy, but seeing as his first record came out in 1996 I should have figured he couldn't still be 25.

The Lips' show started with Carmina Burana blasting and propaganda on the screen behind the stage informing us that this evening would change our lives. And from then on it was just one great song after another accompanied by the greatest show ever. It was almost awesome (in the word's original meaning and not in the watered-down "This pretzel's awesome" way) to see Wayne Coyne control the audience like some kind of mad scientist/conductor, while pulling out more junk and gadgets than Carrot Top. Unfortunately, they only played for about 80 minutes (like Aimee Mann did last week. Whatever happened to putting on a real show?), so there were a lot of songs they didn't play and it was almost like it was over before it had begun. But what we did get was truly great and Coyne hinted that they'd be interested in playing Roskilde this summer, so hopefully that'll happen.

I'm officially back from Copenhagen now. We spent three days hanging out, drinking beers, watching football, picking up CDs, and eating in cheap restaurants. I had a really good time especially because beer is cheaper in the capital than it is here. I drank quite a few Hoegaardens (unfortunately, not pronounced Ho Gardens) and twice we went to a my friend's neighbourhood bar where we met a cool indie-rock-cute Norwegian girl (she had a Maria Hotnights thing going) and some fucker stuck his cigarette into my hand. So that was exciting.

Local band Tiger Tunes was featured on John Peel's show recently, they've just signed with Bird Hits Plane, and they'll play at Spot 09 alongside bands like Carpark North, Kashmir, Mikael Simpson, and Kitty Wu. Looks like things are really going their way.

Joaquin and Reese to play Mr. and Mrs. Man in Black. For some reason that just seems like a really odd casting choice.

Malkmus disses Jimmy Fallon [via Gawker]. I like Fallon, but Bathroom Wall was an unfunny piece of shit.