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Primus at the Fillmore: "Grinnin' like bastards"

The crowd at a Primus concert is, for the most part, predictable: A sea of black T-shirts and hoodies washes over the chosen venue, this time the Fillmore Miami Beach, with whiskey or beer in hand and often neon-colored tresses.

Spectators' ages ranged from elementary-school student to late-adulthood grandparent at the show Saturday, Nov. 10.

The band, most-easily labeled a funk-metal trio, turned on the 3-D projector and the amps promptly at 8 p.m. Psychedelic bubbles popped out of a backdrop onstage as bassist Les Claypool led Larry LaLonde on the guitar and Jay Lane on the drums through equally mind-melding dark-rock jams.

From time to time, the more-energetic concergoers moshed in a pit by the stage, while the less-active drifted in an out of the auditorium. In the middle of the roughly four-hour set, a Popeye cartoon played the audience into an interlude.

On its return, the band played longtime Primus classics: "Jilly's On Smack," "Southbound Pachyderm," "Tommy the Cat."

The last of those sent the crowd into a fit of jumps and unsynchronized vocalizing, which may have been fueled by Claypool's mid-set remarks to his followers: "I look out in the audience and people are grinnin' like bastards. Like it's the best time of their lives."

The sentiment seemed to be a consensus, as the standing pit was filled with enthusiastic headbangers and smiles all around.

After a brief break, Primus ended the last set of their 3-D tour with an encore finished by "Jerry Was a Racecar Driver." All along, fans broke into the uncoordinated limb-shakes induced by the backwater bass music that Claypool himself called "greazy" during the show.

Hear my interview with the Colonel here, and see tweets and photos from the show here.

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