Being a die hard Primus fan since about the time of Pork Soda, I may very well have driven more Primus through my auditory canal than any other band. Fluent in their cryptic vernacular, I have discerned that many Primus fans seem to think that Frizzle Fry, their first real album, was their best. I’m no exception. While all of their albums are good, I also tend to agree with those that site a negative correlation between how recent a Primus album is, and how much hiney it kicks. In fact, their last album, Brown, despite a few good songs, was my least favorite Primus work ever. This saddened me dearly, and I began to fear I would loose my favorite band to the vortex of no-name bands that got a name and forgot how to play. I writhe with glee to announce that this disturbing trend is very much over. While I cant go so far as to say that its better than Frizzle Fry, Antipop is right up there, and in ways resembles Frizzle Fry more than any other album. But Antipop takes off where Frizzle Fry stopped, retaining the funk and punk, and adding a whole new layer of coolness. I love the backup vocals of Martina Topley-Bird in “Dirty Drowning Man”, the ambient sound effects at the start of “Greet The Sacred Cow”, the Floyd-ish effect laden “Eclectic Electric” (almost too Floyd for comfort, but you know what they say about imitation), and the haunting Tom Waits collaboration “Coattails of a Dead Man”.Guitarist Ler, who seemed to have fallen off the earth during the recording of Brown and been replaced by a monkey, is back with a vengeance, along with a few other guitar wielding guests. Les seems to have finally gotten over trying to be a one man band, and gone back to being only half of Primus, though the better half no doubt. Brain, the new drummer, does a fine job, and is proving himself to be not only a pseudo-mexican, but a pseudo-worthy successor to Herb as well. About the only thing missing is a song about fishing. I highly recommend this excellent Primus installment.
Antipop, indeed. Primus, led by mad genius/bassist/vocalist Les Claypool, enjoyed past radio success with ”Jerry Was a Race Car Driver” and ”Wynonna’s Big Brown Beaver.” And on Antipop, Primus’s usual staccato freneticism and rhythm-propelled tunes are as compelling, demanding, and provocative as ever. Like Mr. Bungle, another oddball Northern California outfit, Primus’s humor is omnipresent, though not in a Weird Al way, despite the fact that Claypool’s nasal delivery is not unlike Mr. Yankovic’s. Most of Antipop is patented Primus funk-pop, what with a song about ”sniffing paint since the seventh grade” (”Lacquerhead”) and the autobiographical title track (”I am the Antipop / I’ll run against the grain ’til the day I drop”). Still, there are a few departures. The spacey, seemingly deliberate Pink Floyd homage ”Eclectic Electric” is cool, as is the very Tom Waits-like ”Coattails of a Dead Man.” –Katherine Turman
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Oh yes, they are back! This is definitely the best cd since sailing the seas of cheese. Les is more for sure. Tom waits should be a permanent part of the band as everything they work on together turns to gold.Rarely does an album grow on me the first time I listen to it. This one did.
This album is incredible! Every single song is perfect, there are no low points on this CD. The lyrics are great too and combined with Les’ powerful bass lines makes a sound that’s better then TV. Reminds me of Frizzle Fry but with a heavier, cleaner sound. Get this CD!
I don’t get all the negative reviews for this album. Primus is an awesome live act, and this album captures their live sound better than anything else they’ve done (STSOC is a close second).
Now to the point of this review. This is a rhythm section delight. We all know Les is an amazing bassist (although he is a little overhyped), but the drumming, oh my heck the drumming? Maybe only a drummer would understand, but Brian pulls out some amazing chops on this disc. Just listen to the opening minutes of “Antipop” and listen to the intricacies (however you spell it) of the hi-hat work so get an idea of what I’m talking about.
Another thing – these guys actually sound aggresive and confident again. After ‘Tales’ and ‘the brown album’ you had to wonder what the heck was going on. On this album they actually sound alive. That’s all I’ve got – take it for what it’s worth.
Primus has returned to the weirdness that has made them famous over the years. A complete 180 degree turn from the Brown Album, this album has it’s heavy monsters, (laquerhead, anti-pop, and electric uncle sam), it’s progressive pink-floyd-meets-Rush epics(eclectic electric and The Final Voyage of Liguid Sky) not to mention it’s very demented closing number “The Coattails of a Dead Man”. Les Claypool plays like a madman, propelling what might be an ordinary song in the hands of another band into future Primus classics. If you combined Pork Soda with Sailing the Seas of Cheese and threw a little bit of the Rhinoplasty sound, you might begin to resemble the excellent musical beast that is the anti-pop.