Primus
Green Naugahyde

I've always been annoyed by the "I told you so..." people. Those "I knew it..." folks, who, no matter what happens, had actually predicted it. They just knew that on that particular Sunday, Barcelona would lose at home 0-2 to the second-to-last in the rankings or that it would snow in Bangalore, even if they hadn't mentioned it to anyone, you know... but they knew. Period.

And I'm not one of those, I want to make that clear.

In fact, I was waiting with anxious excitement for this Primus album, but after a whopping 12 years since the last full-length (despite the excellent EP "Animals Should Not Try To Act Like People"), I feared an album that wasn't bad but forgettable. Maybe I would have kind of liked it, because for crying out loud, it's Primus... I went alone to Vigevano, getting lost so many times that even now I doubt there's a "right" way from my house... plus, encountering almost all red lights on the highway on the way back... as I was saying: the specter of a solid yet weak album lurked in my cerebral cortex.

But instead.

RETURN OF THE BASTARDS...

I'm writing this review already after the fourth beer med... I mean, after the fourth listen of "Green Naugahyde", and I'm telling you (with the naivety, astonishment, and foolishness) that it really seems good to me. I mean realllly realllly.

Yes, I know, you're right, a review of a new album after the first night of listening can't really be reasoned, deep, meditated, super-refined... but who wants that? I'm just telling you that, from my lowly and ignorant perspective, this is a CD that absolutely needs to be slipped into the stereo slot. And that's it.

Do I need to tell you that already after the intro "Hennepin Crawler" you'll be convinced? That in the splendid "HOINFODAMAN" Les Claypool 'steals the show'? Or that "Primus is a Californian band debuting in..."...? Is that necessary? No, there you go.

- Well but... if someone doesn't know Primus... - but I'm not writing for them. If someone in 2011 doesn't know who Primus is, they should start listening to decent music, begin with their early albums and... yes yes, I'm talking to you, friend who has never heard of an album called "Pork Soda": the ONE for this review is the leftmost circle on the top row, select it and continue listening to "I'm With You".

Greennnaugahydely to listen to.

Ah! The score? I'm not giving it because I forgot. Chao.