"...I haven’t been able to listen to their new stuff—it’s far too lush, high tech, smooth, and “inspiring” for my jaded tastes—since. Or to most of their older stuff either. Indeed, the only Flaming Lips album I continue to love and think is utterly brilliant is 1990’s In a Priest Driven Ambulance (With Silver Sunshine Stares). It’s sublimely bleak, religiously obsessed, ragged, and sublimely strange: The Lips’ very own equivalent of Neil Young’s in-the-gutter masterpiece Tonight’s the Night."

- Michael H. Little, thevinyldistrict.com