Live Gig Review by Marianne Jacobsen (Journalist/Writer/Contributor) Myglobalmind Webzine
DISCLAIMER: Opinions are like Assholes, everyone has one. Keeping this in mind this is MY review of a Primus show. My boss may not agree, you may not agree –Read it…or don’t.
“Don’t cry because its over. Smile because it happened.” – Dr. Seuss
“Are you Stupendous? Are you OK? Or are you just totally Fucked?” asked Mr. Claypool.
This was the question of the night at Danforth Music Hall on July 11, 2015 – the first of two shows in Toronto for Primus and the Chocolate Factory with the Fungi Ensemble.
Upon walking into the venue I was just ok.
I had tore my knee doing yoga (don’t fucking judge) a few weeks before so I would be unable to participate in the interpretive dance part of the Primus experience this evening, which previously has always been a highlight for me.
I found a corner behind the soundboard on the side where the guy does the lights and I parked myself on a little ledge. I could see everything. I might have not wanted to see as much as I did but…you can’t have everything.
Attempting to describe a Primus fan is like opening a box of crayons. This night it was that big box of Crayolas that you only got as a Christmas present once in a while till they caught you eating them and sticking them places you shouldn’t (don’t fucking judge) and took them away.
Apparently the band had been delayed at the boarder (Those Wonka Bars are in big
demand you know!).
Everyone was being so awesome to each other and the vibe was great!
Lights went down on the first act and an insanely tight (like yo momma) version of Those Damned Blue-Collar Tweekers and Moron TV, assisted the crowd in getting to know one another as the hall heated up like a pot of hot sugar about to be poured into lollipops.
I forgot to tell you that when Les asked how we were he was kind enough to share that he himself was a “B+” – a fair grade to say the least.
Flying through 7 more hits, musicianship showcasing made a magical return. Reborn was a time where these amazing showmen were able to remind us that they suck as a group. However they suck even more individually.
I’m not a musician so ill stop there and just say:
Xylophone – Mind Blown.
Had read the book Charlie and the Chocolate factory as a kid and really had no idea what to expect tonight.
I didn’t cheat and watch the show on youtube or even listen to the album. I wanted to be as surprised as Veruca Salt when she she got the nut.
Primus and the Fungi Ensemble’s version of the Candyman had me standing there wondering who could do such atrocities with a Sammy Davis Jr. song.
Maybe this wouldn’t have happened if Sammy wasn’t a Satanist.
The enigma over the show was: were professional squatters performing as Ooompa Loompas or was it a shortest straw thing amongst crew night by night.
Just like chocolate is to a girl with PMS – Upon arrival of Too Many Puppies on the setlist, I realized that I wasn’t ok anymore. I was STUPENDOUS !
The houselights went up after a full on participation dance of everyone (except for me because of my knee – don’t judge I said) for Southbound Pachyderm I graded my evening thanks to the encouragement of the Candyman to an A-
PS…don’t be a dick buy a shirt ffs.
Setlist July 11, 2015
- Set 1:
- Those Damned Blue-Collar Tweekers
- Moron TV
- Wynona’s Big Brown Beaver
- Frizzle Fry
- Over the Falls
- Lee Van Cleef
- The Toys Go Winding Down
- My Name Is Mud
- Jerry Was a Race Car Driver
- Set 2: Primus & The Chocolate Factory
- Hello Wonkites
- Candy Man
- Cheer Up Charlie
- Golden Ticket
- Pure Imagination
(Leslie Bricusse & Anthony Newley cover)
(Leslie Bricusse & Anthony Newley cover)
- Oompa Veruca
- Wonkmobile
- Oompa TV
- Farewell Wonkites
- Encore:
- Too Many Puppies
- Last Salmon Man
- Southbound Pachyderm
(PLAYED with Fungi Ensemble)
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