[Note from the six-degrees-of-separation world of Taylor Hicks: In April 2006, a [wink] Taylor Hicks fan blog quotes Dave Eggers discussing whether The Flaming Lips have “sold out” and what selling out means. This puts The Flaming Lips squarely in the consciousness of any Taylor Hicks fan who bothers to really read the Eggers quote. With The Flaming Lips on the brain, I eventually get The Fearless Freaks—a documentary about the band—to the top of my Netflix queue. Then, I shamelessly wring a new Taylor Hicks blog post out of it. Booyah!]

Anyhoo, watching the documentary: we get the backstory, the Oklahoma scene, the post-punk 80’s, how the band got started, some modest words from the lead singer, Wayne Coyne, some lessons learned about heroin abuse, and surprisingly very little about music itself. That is, there’s a lot about presentation and symbols and getting the fans excited, and then some words about the religious implications of The Who and how to copy the Butthole Surfers. At one point, Wayne explains how he came to affect his trademark white suit for shows. He saw some news footage after a young Miles Davis was attacked in public. Miles was wearing a light yellow suit and had bled all over it. Wayne says the blood on that clean-cut suit creates a shiver, a frisson between the symbols of the respectable suit and the grotesqueness of blood. Wanting to exploit that frisson, Wayne adopted wearing a white suit for shows and used fake blood to create a theatrical effect from what was an actual event. At one point in the documentary, Wayne takes the time to explain his method of soaking his suits overnight in cool water to effectively remove the fake blood stains. And this is genius rockumentary stuff: we are taken on a fantastic trip from footage of someone actually injecting heroin, to shots of the live shows (animal costumes, fake blood, megaphones, fire), to a domestic scene about getting out pesky laundry stains.

Symbology and theater and fans and music…this leads me to notice some news here and here about a new book, Mingering Mike: The Amazing Career of an Imaginary Soul Superstar.

What is this? Well, you can read about it, but basically, from 1968 to 1977, Mike Stevens, a Washington D.C. native, created a whole collection of fake soul music album covers. Mingering Mike (Mike Stevens) created the art, but lost it when he went broke and a landlord gave away all his belongings. A flea-sale addict found the collection, and announced his find on a blog. He eventually tracked down Mike, who thought the material had been lost forever. This story has been around the Internet for a few years, but the media coverage you see now is in support of the new book and a gallery show on now in D.C.

A book review from The New Yorker caught my eye:

[Mike] painted some fifty LP covers and nearly as many 45 r.p.m. picture sleeves (inserting cardboard disks with labels, even painting record grooves). […] …[T]he naïve charm of the album covers is a reminder that the greatest pop musicians succeed at implying an entire world as dazzlingly seductive as their songs.

Wayne Coyne appropriates symbols to make theater that attracts fans to his music and to create the world of The Flaming Lips. Mingering Mike did something similar in his desire to create a fake soul music world with his album art. What Mike was capturing, of course, are the symbols of 60s and 70s soul music. Sam Cooke is not just Sam Cooke, he’s a series of images, music, meanings for the soul music fan.

If a musician makes the Tolkien-esque journey into creating a musical world, how does s/he enter the realm and how does s/he create or appropriate symbols for certain genres? This is meta-meaning that lurks around and beyond the music, something an artist in a particular genre must tap into to be taken seriously. It’s everything from clothes, album covers/website design, live shows as theater, interaction with the press and the fans, editing one’s backstory, to simply embodying the music in a fully individual manner, even as the content changes over time. When an artist doesn’t quite capture the symbols, or sends conflicting symbols, there is resistance from potential fans. Can we say we purely listen to and experience music without these symbols? I think not.

How does an musician “imply an entire world”? To me, this means that not only does the music satisfy us, but also that we feel we have entered a fully imagined (but not necessarily static) concept of the world. That is, the artist can take us on the creative journey through theater and self-actualization. The Flaming Lips would fit that kind of definition. The old soul music greats are the standard for this kind of work, and other artists easily come to mind: Tom Waits, Johnny Cash, Van Morrison, Robbie Robertson…ah! I see a problem. Can a new artist create a “world”? Or is that something that only comes after years or decades of public musical production?

Does anyone current fit the definition for you? Feel free to pick your fave artist and ’splain.

Here’s one candidate:

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