Animal Collective can and never will release a *wipeout* because psychedelic music is subjective much like the substances that the genre is heavily and rightly associated. This explains the difficulty and intrigue in the question: how do you define psychedelic music? The question prompts a turn towards nebulous memories of campfire conversations, illuminated nights at music festivals, soft car rides packed full of friends and water. Always water - youthful rivers and streams, standing waist deep in Lake Michigan while filtering water into the Nalgene, beaches under the skyline of Chicago and the pools of pools in backyards and the nonchalant trespass into country clubs.
Needless to say, there is no 'objectively speaking' when it comes to Animal Collective. Listening to FloriDada is part of the quasi-magical experience that Avey Tare, Geologist and Panda Bear paint, and like the rest of their landscapes (for that is exactly what this music portrays) there is a ravishing mess of details that is held together by the steady bop of a beat.
Duh-DaDa- Duh-DaDa- Duh-Dada would approve.
