Sunday, January 9, 2011

Primus galore


Not sure how to categorise Primus, one of the most awesomely confusing bands of all time, so "fucked up, funky, experimental hybrid rock" will have to do.

Today you get my favorite Primus tracks all on one neat, handy little compilation. They're taken from Suck On This (1989), Frizzle Fry (1990), Sailing The Seas Of Cheese (1991), Miscellaneous Debris (1992), Pork Soda (1993), Brown Album (1997) and Rhinoplasty (1998).

What's that you say? Several essential Primus classics are missing? No need to worry, as there will be a second volume posted with another fifteen tracks on it. When? I have no idea.

One day when the planets align and I feel like it. Depends on how well-received this one will be. The more people dig it, the sooner volume two will appear.

(zip) Metal Bastard's Primus Compilation (80 mb)

1. Intruder (Peter Gabriel cover, 1992)
2. Jerry was a race car driver (1991)
3. Shake hands with beef (1997)
4. DMV (1993)
5. John the fisherman (1990)
6. Is it luck? (1991)
7. The thing that should not be (Metallica cover, 1998)
8. Tommy the cat (featuring Tom Waits, 1991)
9. Bob's party time lounge (1997)
10. Sathington Willoby (1990)
11. Mr. Krinkle (1993)
12. Coddington (1997)
13. Jellikit (1989)
14. Kalamazoo (1997)

Buy all things Primus, fool.





5 comments:

Hafeez said...

3 words: holy. fucking. shit. this is awesome. ok, 6 if you count that one too...

David Snusgrop said...

Well, I wouldn't go that far, but it's a nifty mix alright.

Part two is a smash hit too.

jimmy g said...

awesome mix! great picks

Craig said...

Primus rules. Somehow they seemed very wrong for the decade we've thankfully emerged from. Now that that carbon copy of the 80s is over, the spheres are once again aligned in a way that allows listening to 90s sounds again.

The 80s were full of deceitful apocalyptic hope, the 90s just feigned interest (and anger) the entire time. It is in that context that the honest, happy weirdness of Primus still sounds best. Down from a day of apathetic losers and goth whiners and over-stimulated wannabe hippie bitches and those angry metal gays who 'hate fags'? No problem, Les and the boys came over with a banjo, and some cartoons just came to life on acid. Let's Party!!

Now ff only the rest of Alice In Chains hadda done themselves in, there'd be one less ongoing embarrassment and I could enjoy their old stuff too.

p.s. don't forget "Dutchess" and "De Anza Jig" Great post!

David Snusgrop said...

Indeed, Craig.

Although Primus were (is?) always quite humorous, let's not pretend it was all fun & games.

A lot of Pork Soda was fucking terrifying, albeit in a demented The Hills Have Eyes kinda way.

How My Name Is Mud has not inspired a spin-off movie is a mystery.