1999 and it's summer in Elwood, Victoria, Australia. I pick up the Flaming Lips new album because I had read so much about them in the music magazines I regularly buy on import from a number of Melbourne record shops. The album as rave reviews and I ignore the reluctance to buy it because I couldn't stand the old song of theirs "She Don't Use Jelly" back in the early nineties. This is a good move because the first song I listen to is this. Race for the Prize. And I'm mesmerized. And even though I love the album and it's regularly played on those sunny days 13 years later this is the song I still recall. Maybe I can go and find the album and suddenly remember all the other great songs but that's something I will do after I write this. But for now this is it.
It was mentioned in the latest Mojo that arrived in the post yesterday which is a coincidence because the song was played at 6:55am in the morning on 3 triple R as well. Maybe they had the latest copy of Mojo too. Whatever this song just resonates in my soul. Wayne Coyne seems to capture a little bit more than having released a classic song. This one just makes me emotional. It's about two scientists racing to find a cure for humanity. This may involve their own sacrifice. They have wives and children. At the time my daughter Melody had just been born. Maybe that's why it gets me every time.
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