![]() ![]() ![]() Is this it, or is it just a ploy to build the audience from such desultorous lows towards higher crescendos? Primus a rare treat The set begins too slow and without vigour, the crowd’s adrenaline starts to melt away. Les looks lonely onstage, low lighting catching strange angles against his pointy nose, thin features and professorial goatee. Musing on whether Claypool’s Wonka was perhaps a little sour for some tastes fade as the band hit the stage, the atmosphere overloads as the crowd roars and it could be a celebration, but visibly Primus is in the throes of alienation. There are expressions of concern regarding how much ‘new material’ will be played ranging from resigned curiosity to outright dread. What the jam-funk flame of Primus has awoken: a gyrating swarm of moths and barflies, has very great expectations for their band less The Primus and more their Primus. Time has set me down firmly into my youth and some sort of circus druid proceeds to complain about something, before being jostled into the beery throng by a conga line of bros ready to ‘fucking mosh maaaaan’. It’s 2015 and I’m surrounded by flannel and Nirvana shirts, about to watch a band I last saw nearly twenty years ago.Īs if in hemp laden reverie the faces in those shirts aren’t twenty years older, miraculously they are still twenty. ![]()
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