A gigantic UFO descending to the stage that puts P-Funk's Mothership to shame. Huge inflatable aliens and Santa Clauses. Dancing bears and rabbits. Gyrating strippers. Balloons galore. Silly String shooting out of cannons. Giant foam fists. Roadies dressed as superheroes. Nearly as much confetti as Times Square on New Year's Eve. Thick, rolling fog. Frontman Wayne Coyne — the grinning guru-cum-ringmaster — in a fake, blood-drenched Armani suit, rolling over the crowd inside an enormous, clear "hamster ball." And the music, oh man, the music: soaring and euphoric and clamorous and trippy, lending itself to spontaneous sing-alongs and... More >>>