Somehow, the stars aligned, and Danger Mouse, Sparklehorse and fucking David Lynch joined forces to record an album called "Dark Night of the Soul." Iggy Pop, Black Francis from the Pixies, Wayne Coyne of the Flaming Lips, and a bunch of other awesome people sing songs on it. Amazing collaborations like that don't come along too often, and you'd think just about any record company would be pissing its pants to be able to put it out.
But, of course, because record companies always do things that are completely counter-intuitive, EMI decided to not put it out at all for undisclosed legal reasons. They even made a douchey comment about it:
As a big "fuck you" to a company that has so much respect for him, Danger Mouse is releasing a blank CD-R (I'm sure for people to use in perfectly legal ways) and the book of David Lynch photos that were going to be the liner notes.
So, thanks to Danger Mouse (and NPR of all places), people will get to experience the record. But, come on EMI, what's up with this shit? Don't you know that it's a goddamn terrible idea to mess with David Lynch? Here's proof:





