Recording a cover version of an entire classic album is the sort of prank normally associated with Laibach, but Oklahoman eccentric Wayne Coyne is perhaps the only other artist mad enough to try it.
With assistance from his nephew Dennis and cameos from Peaches and Henry Rollins, the stoner serenity of Floyd's original is sometimes respected, but more often destroyed with unholy screaming, terrifyingly mangled guitars and dirty electronic overload. A bad trip, in the best possible way.
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