Animal Collective Share Psychedelic Video For 'FloriDada'

In true Animal Collective form comes a unique new video for 'FloriDada'
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In true Animal Collective form comes a unique new video for 'FloriDada'
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One thing you can always count on with Animal Collective is that they will continue to push the boundaries of creativity in order to deliver unique and original material.

The band consisting of Noah Lennox (Panda Bear), Dave Porter (Avey Tare) and Brian Weitz (Geologist) are getting set to release their 11th studio album and have shared a new video for their first single, 'FloriDada'. Directed by PFFR of Adult Swim and animated by kyttenjanae & Caleb Wood with editing by Jon Philpot, the video possesses the same whimsical motif as the music with psychedelic visuals and vibrant colors. 

Along with the trippy video for their lead single, the band has also shared the lyrics for the track. At first listen, it's incredibly difficult to make out what they're actually saying, so we're relieved to be able to get a better understanding of the song as a whole. It's catchy, fun, playful and 100% Animal Collective. We can't wait to hear more. Watch the video below along with the lyrics for 'FloriDada'.

Playing With will be released via Domino on February 19, 2016. Pre-order Here

FloriDada lyrics:
Child
of limousines
What’s the best place
That you have seen
all of the hands
That you have shook
Home of the queen of everything fancy
Is there a smell
That you can tell
gives you some peace
sends you to hell
all of the beds
That you have yearned
Is there a dream to
where you’d return
Where is the plight
With the most stars
Where do you drink
By Echo guitars
What’s the best shore
Seen from a boat
Miniature heads that
color the shore line
If you could rest
A minute to tell
Get me some grass
Iridescent shells
I know there’s a nest
Fit with a hatch
Sunset a glowin’
Makes us all sweaty

I don’t even know where to begin
or how I should start these days.
The green mountain south or
The Clay of the westerns

The Maryland meadows at midnight they do have a misty grace
Take a trip to blue bayou
Find Roy Orbison cryin’

A continent molded from glass
or maybe a town I can taste. Dresses that glow on
girls from Barcelona

I wanna discover the key
And open the everywhere place
A mix of sky from Montana
dipped in FloriDada

FloriDada

Old
demented men
Where is the place
We can extend
Crooked state lines
Polka dot signs
Say that this place is
a state of mind
Pretty lip girls
Paint me the halls
Not on a street
Not near a mall
Raise me a thumb
From human skin
That isn’t judged by
where it begins
Show me the clams
Show me the pearls
Mail me a note
Sent from a world
That isn’t so far
And always right here
Where all the boundaries
Have disappeared
And all the nights
Are stitched with a glue
That’s sticking to me
And I’ll stick to you
I’ll take your hands
You’ll take my face
And everywhere home will
be a good place

I found myself there a collagin’
With all of the human race
A dancer from Ghana
smiling in Tijuana
I Frankenstein java with touches of Prada
and corn on the plates
A smear of gardenia
in the fair hair of sweden
And maybe I actually visited
some sort of mythical place
Or was it a future
connected by sutures
Oh let’s go get lost in the image
I made of the everywhere place
I see the lads from Osaka
dyed in FloriDada

FloriDada

Where’s the bridge that’s gonna take me home the bridge that someone’s fighting over a bridge that someone’s paying for a bridge so old just let it go