“Flying Lotus came to the District to collect bodies and extract souls. His weapons: a searing new album, You’re Dead! and tons of floating projections.
There were flickering lights — dashes of red, purple and blue — against a backdrop of splitting bodies and pulsating eyeballs. There were flames, lightning strikes and “Mortal Kombat” video-game references.
It was absurd and overly stimulating. It was loud and incredible.” — Marcus J. Moore, Washington Post